This is a song about "Chicken kebabs"

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

Top ranked, number one my son

I eat these skaters like chicken

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

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

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live