This is a song about "Rice and beans"

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

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

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

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

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice