This is a song about "Chickens and a dick"

And a centimeter ain't nothing, you dick eater

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

You tricks and strictly pricks would like a lick, so just kiss a dick,

Killing these niggas off quick

So government go suck a dick,

I'm givin' a whippin' to chickens who dissin' and flippin' my lip 'til i'm diggin' your crypt

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist

Bleach my mutherfucking dick and take a mutherfucking pic

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

To not have a fuckin three hundred and sixty inch dick

I be so ivan drago this beat gone be apollo

Kiss a dick and lick it little slick rick followers, swallow,