This is a song about "Rice"

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Comin straight off the top, pussy like rice krispies

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

Sky high, iced out paradise

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

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

And we all right, and we law fight, shit's overturned, and i'm tossin' rice,

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Running and dicing fried rice and no accent on rice please,

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

But off white like rice, you moonwalk like mice..its nice

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise