This is a song about "Fist bumps and chicken wing"

Got hu women frostburg women

Closest you'll get is being chicken

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Can’t you see just how long my run

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Instead i misled, and i hit you with a closed fist.

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

The enemies know my fist and the groundfloor better anything

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I'm a pacifist looking to pass a fist and fuck with

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Crispy, crispy chicken.