This is a song about "Nice rice"

Riding getting nice cause it's nice out

And tell me why would we just think about

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

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

Rock em sock em your fucking style is as plain as white rice

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

//hah, nice one, that's funny man//

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

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

I fucking hate this job

Nice flow / my minds dope