This is a song about "Bald chickens"

That you'll never acquire, you're chickens, apply logic

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

I'm givin' a whippin' to chickens who dissin' and flippin' my lip 'til i'm diggin' your crypt

State building i like to see it when you land on that fire hydrant i'm the highest

Did you know chickens run headless for a lot of time before they fall?

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

I'm coming for you chickens heads

As we give up our debts