This is a song about "Rice or rony"

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

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

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

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

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Comin straight off the top, pussy like rice krispies

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Or two. or maybe three?