This is a song about "Rice or rony"

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

Comin straight off the top, pussy like rice krispies

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

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

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Emotional or physically

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Like slim shady, or eminem, or marshall

See these lights got me on another level

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise