This is a song about "Chicken shit on my trucky"

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school

And it weighs a ton

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Baby im on my other shit,

Now you got me hopped up on that

I can't write when there's shit on my desk

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

'cause i don't have typical shit on my dinner plate

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

On my big dick shit with intercourse that's forced,