This is a song about "Chicken whip"

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Top ranked, number one my son

Crispy, crispy chicken.

And it weighs a ton

So the ones eye has freak don't run

I eat these skaters like chicken

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

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

6 o's pay for my car

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

As your family dies, and my family rise

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women