This is a song about "Bald chickens"

'i am not guilty, i am innocent'- i heard that it made me sick 'n' insanely pissed

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

I'm coming for you chickens heads

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

With this mission im given the decision of ridding 'n' riving these chickens

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

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