This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

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

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Winner winner chicken dinner

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Crispy, crispy chicken.

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol