This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

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

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

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

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

I'm not a chicken, and i'm sorry that this rap is late,

So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

When i eat that chicken,

Miami nights, ain't another one

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual