Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,
It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers
Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come
Shout out chicken getting chicken
Heard the sound of several gun shots
Contagious like chicken pox
Go to a soup kitchen
I'm a son of gun
When i eat that chicken,
Cold world no blanket son
Slurp you up like wonton soup
Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route
I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate
This is for the magic grill where noodle dreams are made
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