This is a song about "Chicken wings and cheetos"

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Spread our wings and fly up up to the sky

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

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

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Yeah bitch this date's done

When i eat that chicken,

Ross and folarin, couple women

Closest you'll get is being chicken

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

With some white dust from wings i crushed back in the knack/ and a rack of spices i pour on top/