This is a song about "Chicken fingers"

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

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

Ross and folarin, couple women

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Contagious like chicken pox

Heard the sound of several gun shots

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Been spending most our lives

Raising my fingers to critics

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Never been one to point fingers

Half my peers, they're stretched for years