This is a song about "Fry somebody"

Don't do what somebody else do

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Here they keep a rachet close

Fry them up like potatoes

Keep those rhymes tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

Act like im no longer a somebody

And all women who had light features, see

Hook me up to a chair and watch as my brains fry,

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Poke out from behind her

Somebody deliver

Call me a clown but a week from now

Will somebody please show me how