This is a song about "Chicken in the morining"

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

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

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

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

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

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

And last but not least please don't tell no one

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

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

Shout out chicken getting chicken

I thought of bill clinton

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will