This is a song about "Depression girls chicken lovers baseball"

She watchin' that oxygen

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Can’t you see just how long my run

Closest you'll get is being chicken

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

You're uncool like my mother kin

From this pain and depression.

You caught me in a state of depression

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

When i eat that chicken,

Cold world no blanket son

I eat these skaters like chicken

On the bible you can run

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Sometimes i get really bad depression,