This is a song about "Fried chicken and mo"

And be alive any many mini mo

I make you feel like it is 10 below

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Shout out chicken getting chicken

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

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

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

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

Thought this was forever love

Mo' money, mo' problems

Mind fried and cynical, in hindsight it's critical

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Fuck it, i'm done

Crispy, crispy chicken.