This is a song about "Rice gums are small thunks he s all"

Her tits are fucking small

These joints here not found at the mall

I can taste the salt from my tears

And when questions are asked he forgets,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

He is were this all begins

I was born to do the damn thing

No more does he exist, all are missing,

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

A+'s is all i create, fake's- make fusses and cusses they butt hurt

Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately

Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy

Knowing you you'll probably battle for cultivated rice,

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