This is a song about "Chicken wings pork fried rice"

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Closest you'll get is being chicken

Hold on you can see my vision

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Yeah your fried i may be pork rines but i survive

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I eat these skaters like chicken

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference