This is a song about "Fried shard ice dealer"

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

That damier bag i bought her

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Ill take on your whole crew with just a glass shard

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Sentence killer equivalent to a hook dealer

You already are caged

I don't wanna be fried or baked

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Not a drug dealer, a pharmaceutical vendor

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women