This is a song about "Chicken tacos"

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Becoming someone you don't recognize

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Do you find yourself a hero, a villain, or just a chicken

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Riding around without a fuck given

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

No, no, we are not those

Crispy, crispy chicken.

For the outlawz, here we come