This is a song about "Chicken head"

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Though i end up like a chicken with his head decapitated

She told me erything is real

We need some chicken up in up in here

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

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

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

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million