This is a song about "Chicken soup"

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I don't trust no one

When i eat that chicken,

I eat these skaters like chicken

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Want a taste of the lyrical soup,

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Eat her pussy out like its veggie soup/

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one