This is a song about "I like rice"

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

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

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

I feel like i want to explode like a nuclear plant

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

In this whole world we're infatuated with rice, in fact we hated our eyes

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

She gotta hold her head up high

But like i said i tried, i