This is a song about "Rice fields"

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

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

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

In this whole world we're infatuated with rice, in fact we hated our eyes

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

With corrupt leaders and those overseers in the coca fields,

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Those october days, we'd explore the fields of wonder