This is a song about "Rice cooker"

Knowing you you'll probably battle for cultivated rice,

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

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

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

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

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies