This is a song about "Chicken in the morining"

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

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

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Closest you'll get is being chicken

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

Chicken clown emcees,what the fuck ya braggin about

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

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Just a place that they can come

I eat these skaters like chicken

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

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

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun