This is a song about "Eating chicken"

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

And when it's said and done

I eat these skaters like chicken

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

She’s a star if i ever seen one

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

When i eat that chicken,

I'm a son of a gun

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food