This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

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

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Catch you up on places i've been

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

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

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