This is a song about "I like rice"

Like i said before i sound like i'm doing speed

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

You're very attractive, and notice that

I like to use the word like magic.

Want every single thing thats nice, so fuck your single grain of rice

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

And i know that your supply

But like i said i tried, i

Knowing you you'll probably battle for cultivated rice,

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

I like to use the word like love.

Mama always told me i’d be famous

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Id rather be a man, satisfied by a grain of rice