This is a song about "Fry somebody"

Somebody deliver

Now paint that picture

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Contributing the real shit

Somebody call my girl she needs to relax

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

We don't ever make love

Somebody stop the madness,

Never knew somebody i loved so much

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Now go fuck somebody

I’m tryna be low key

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done