This is a song about "Chicken dippers"

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Ironic, a chicken afraid of cock - her man said "please lick it"

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Shout out chicken getting chicken

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

We need some chicken up in up in here

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

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