This is a song about "Anthro bitches and chicken wings"

Im on acid trips it looks like vultures and there wings are flapping

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Of bad bitches and good tree

Now i'm living out my dreams

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

When i eat that chicken,

If you wanted a date, don't come

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

And when i die, i won’t forget i had my wings

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Die wings in hallways and other words into the bible

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will