This is a song about "Crispy"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Put thorough breds in the toaster till nice and crispy

I was born to do the damn thing

Bitch is crispy, i'm overcooking

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

Can’t you see just how long my run

Crispy, crispy chicken.

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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