This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Contagious like chicken pox

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

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

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I'm a son of a gun

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