This is a song about "Fried chicken watermelon"

I want to fight the music on this one

Shout out chicken getting chicken

You fried under that heated lamp,

I just write that right by a mic stand

Fuck it, i'm done

Crispy, crispy chicken.

"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religion

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Closest you'll get is being chicken

See, i'm second to no one

Contagious like chicken pox

Fuckin' up my gold pots

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

She never ready to go so she forever come

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken