This is a song about "Chicken blood"

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Hold on you can see my vision

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

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

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

We need some chicken up in up in here

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,