This is a song about "Chicken strips"

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

Slap your ass with a chicken leg cut you like a saw

Slips watching clips but eclipse hurry up before it strips

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

Hard to move on when you always regret one

And i am one of one

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Contagious like chicken pox

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

I wonder why we take from our women

I eat these skaters like chicken

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one