This is a song about "Fried chicken and fucking koolaid"

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

Frickin fried tie-dyed chicken just listen, you mother fucker cock sucker slurp burp into submission

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

So now she picks up the gun

When i eat that chicken,

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

But i gotta make sure i’m right

Closest you'll get is being chicken

Make them more insecure when they caught one

I'm not a chicken, and i'm sorry that this rap is late,

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait