This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

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

Closest you'll get is being chicken

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Make them more insecure when they caught one

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

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

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle