This is a song about "Chicken flavoured icecream"

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Contagious like chicken pox

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

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

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

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

When i eat that chicken,

I told him get his 9 and run