This is a song about "Chicken salad"

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Because he made his decision

Closest you'll get is being chicken

See, i'm second to no one

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Contagious like chicken pox

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son