This is a song about "Chicken bucket"

When i eat that chicken,

I'm a son of gun

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Or am i just another crab in the bucket

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

I say fuck it before we kick the bucket

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Say fuck it, before we kick the bucket

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

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