This is a song about "Fried chicken nigga"

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

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Do you find yourself a hero, a villain, or just a chicken

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Can’t you see just how long my run

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

Closest you'll get is being chicken

My talent should take me places i've never been

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

Shout out chicken getting chicken

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Because he made his decision