This is a song about "Chicken wing"

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

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

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

I drink a red bull to get a red wing, flow tight make the dead sing

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

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

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

You pull up in parking lots

Contagious like chicken pox

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Closest you'll get is being chicken