This is a song about "Chicken"

You know...you know who you are

Winner winner chicken dinner

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

With a barrage a raps that theyre itching for like chicken pox

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

We need some chicken up in up in here

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive