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

Instead of veggie fried lies and man's eyes exposed,

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Running and dicing fried rice and no accent on rice please,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin