This is a song about "Chicken atrips"

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

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

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Just a place that they can come

Crispy, crispy chicken.

We need some chicken up in up in here

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

Slap your ass with a chicken leg cut you like a saw

I wonder why we take from our women

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Contagious like chicken pox