This is a song about "Chicken poo"

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

I'm the shit like i slithered in poo

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

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Beat it up and leave faster than the rocket engine

When i eat that chicken,

So now she picks up the gun

They say that karats help your vision

Closest you'll get is being chicken

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Doin time for slowguess she made a bad decision

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken