This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

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

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Winner winner chicken dinner

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

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model

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

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given