This is a song about "Corn bread and fried chicken"

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Kick back and know yo son set

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Frickin fried tie-dyed chicken just listen, you mother fucker cock sucker slurp burp into submission

So now she picks up the gun

Shout out chicken getting chicken

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

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Bodying the beat and breaking bread with the coldest of g's

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

To run and hide, now your pussies fried