This is a song about "Fried rice"

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Instead of veggie fried lies and man's eyes exposed,

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Running and dicing fried rice and no accent on rice please,

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

I'm everything that they call nice

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Knowing you you'll probably battle for cultivated rice,

She never ready to go so she forever come

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican