This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

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

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

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

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

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

I eat these skaters like chicken

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

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce