This is a song about "Chicken rap"

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

I'm not a chicken, and i'm sorry that this rap is late,

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

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

I eat these skaters like chicken

Just a place that they can come