This is a song about "Fried shrimp"

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Mind fried and cynical, in hindsight it's critical

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

All my niggas druggies take dmt eat some shrimp

See with a district columbia vision

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Im way out of my head, i can't think anymore my brain i fried, it's dead

If you wanted a date, don't come

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray