This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Contagious like chicken pox

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

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

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

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

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

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

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

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

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

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

You just working with the scraps you was given

These hoes is wicked a female chicken