This is a song about "Fried chicken balls"

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Mind fried and cynical, in hindsight it's critical

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

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

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

You just working with the scraps you was given