This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

And modify your opinion

When i eat that chicken,

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

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

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

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

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

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son