This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Just a place that they can come

When i eat that chicken,

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Baby you're the one

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

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and 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

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

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