This is a song about "Pork fried rice"

I don't wanna be fried or baked

If i die before i wake

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

I've had enouth, fuck this fucking pork.

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Destined to win, get respect where i live

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

And you're, approaching me right

Cats so watered down clowns can sink titanic

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