This is a song about "Get fried"

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

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

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

Frickin fried tie-dyed chicken just listen, you mother fucker cock sucker slurp burp into submission

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

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

Competitors get worried

I say what my mind speak

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

Fried, despised my heart that lies within/

Silly bitches gon' follow

Can't get a even get slow.

You pay your favorite stripper car note

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