This is a song about "Chicken in the morining"

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

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

Traded living 20 feet from the bodega 'n' chicken shack for aluminum siding

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

Shout out chicken getting chicken

See with a district columbia vision

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model

So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

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

Go where you ain't been

Crispy, crispy chicken.