This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

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

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

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

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

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religion

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Winner winner chicken dinner

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women