This is a song about "Crispy"

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I don't trust no one

Put thorough breds in the toaster till nice and crispy

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

No offence taken, i incinerated this beat like fucking crispy bacon,

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Khakis pressed, nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so i guess it ain't

Bitch is crispy, i'm overcooking

And my only fear's a wedding ring