This is a song about "Rice"

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Comin straight off the top, pussy like rice krispies

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Don't be surprised. if i hit you with a sack of rice

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

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

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

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

Living in a gangsta’s paradise