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

On another level shit, elevator to my mind

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Baby im on my other shit,

It's all good, finna dog that

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

Where every recipient, property of the state

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I thought of bill clinton

When you took my hand up so calm

For the shit i signed my name on

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things