This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

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

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

I eat these skaters like chicken

So now she picks up the gun

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

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

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

I want to fight the music on this one

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

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

When i eat that chicken,

So keep fronting till my peeps come