This is a song about "Rice price"

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

Realizing the price

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

He said i'll give you a prize, just name a price.

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

In him my price is paid!

Give me dome, then let me skate

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

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Knowing you you'll probably battle for cultivated rice,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice