This is a song about "Fried chicken and mo fuckin koolaid"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Mind fried and cynical, in hindsight it's critical

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Slow-mo i'm choking these rodents / until they're swollen and broken

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women