This is a song about "Pickled okra"

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Okra and chitlins at my restaurants, i own all the chains,

Okra and chitlins at my restaurants, i own all the chains,

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes