This is a song about "Chicken curry"

Crispy, crispy chicken.

My drive is like no one

Contagious like chicken pox

Fuckin' up my gold pots

When i eat that chicken,

Got hu women frostburg women

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Do you find yourself a hero, a villain, or just a chicken

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

Had too much curry but got lucky, i sullied the sponge equipped

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

See with a district columbia vision

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,