This is a song about "Special fried rice"

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Im a special vessel

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Fried, despised my heart that lies within/

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

I don't wanna be fried or baked

Now a nigga got baking to bake

You fried under that heated lamp,

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

Never miss these things, see my game precise