This is a song about "Chicken nughet"

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Winner winner chicken dinner

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

I'm a son of a gun

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

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

With a barrage a raps that theyre itching for like chicken pox

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots