This is a song about "Rice and dj"

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

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

We will never die, we are forever alive

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

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

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

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Knowing you you'll probably battle for cultivated rice,

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Like dj kool i clear my throat

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

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

Your gonna be on top nigga

(intro: dj double a)