Go to a soup kitchen
Yeah bitch this date's done
I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
I eat these skaters like chicken
Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen
And this ain’t biblical but this sermon is spiritual
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle
This is for the magic grill where noodle dreams are made
Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade
Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken
Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one
Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one
Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.
Closest you'll get is being chicken
Yeah, waiting for a change to come
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