This is a song about "Chicken bucket"

It says he's in the hospital, about to kick the bucket,

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

Or am i just another crab in the bucket

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

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

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

Bucket heads and goonies in common sight

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

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

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice