This is a song about "Butter chicken"

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

You just working with the scraps you was given

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

Winner winner chicken dinner

I made a promise to the mirror

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Go where you ain't been

All the girls really want is fun

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Contagious like chicken pox

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

Melt this track like butter

Udc where he met my mother