This is a song about "Pork fried rice"

You fried under that heated lamp,

And i ain't trying to land

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

I want to fight the music on this one

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

I'm tryna get some pork babe. give me pig

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night