This is a song about "Bbq chicken"

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Closest you'll get is being chicken

I eat these skaters like chicken

She watchin' that oxygen

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,