This is a song about "Rice and beand"

And get caught, in the moment

Social conditioning and

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

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

But i ain't listening

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Becoming someone you don't recognize

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Shout out my nigga miles

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different