This is a song about "Chicken in the morining"

Chicken clown emcees,what the fuck ya braggin about

Sometimes two people jump their feelings out

I am not the only one

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

My city's culture to the game now in existence

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Winner winner chicken dinner

Contagious like chicken pox

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Ross and folarin, couple women

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Everything i do exotic i don't need to bring a broad

Rock supporter, got his cocks in order, they too chicken to talk