This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

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

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

I eat these skaters like chicken

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I am not the only one

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

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

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, 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