This is a song about "Rice or rony"

What we gotta do to survive

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Comin straight off the top, pussy like rice krispies

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

I think it excited her

Destiny or future

Is on the sister or brother, or the father or mother,

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

Aggressive or melodic

And that's jay line i had to quote that