This is a song about "Chicken so good"

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

So lord please give me a good blessing

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating

Now im so good that you might obey.

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I'm caged up in state prison

You're very attractive, and notice that

My music is so good its almost therapeutic

Pussy so good, you won't even know

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

I eat these skaters like chicken