This is a song about "Black chicken"

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

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

When i eat that chicken,

Two reflections into one

Do you find yourself a hero, a villain, or just a chicken

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Crispy, crispy chicken.

On the bible you can run

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Ross and folarin, couple women

I eat these skaters like chicken

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

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

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol