This is a song about "Rice crispies"

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

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

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

I'm everything that they call nice

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

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

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million