This is a song about "Rice"

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

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

In this whole world we're infatuated with rice, in fact we hated our eyes

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Want every single thing thats nice, so fuck your single grain of rice

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines