This is a song about "Ray rice"

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

All on the furniture with no regards

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

I'm everything that they call nice

So ray j went straight to radio station the very next day

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Of my rap ray. my parade day on may.

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Like when fabulous made ray j mad

And i got that bait, they all bad

Don't be surprised. if i hit you with a sack of rice

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Dea intercepted the package, doa, yall still sittin home watching rachel ray

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today