This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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

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

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

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

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

It ain't where i been

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

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

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

These hoes is wicked a female chicken