This is a song about "Rice and beand"

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

This is how she want to live

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

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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