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

Cause kappa's sadistic, slap them and fist them

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

And it weighs a ton

When i eat that chicken,

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

The enemies know my fist and the groundfloor better anything

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

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

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol