This is a song about "Chicken crispy"

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Catch you up on places i've been

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

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Never miss these things, see my game precise

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

No offence taken, i incinerated this beat like fucking crispy bacon,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Khakis pressed, nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so i guess it ain't

Closest you'll get is being chicken

You just working with the scraps you was given