This is a song about "Frried chicken clean verse"

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Just a place that they can come

Just before they seen my money in the green

Immaculate keep this verse nice and clean

They was always ready and always clean

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

To the back of this verse,

Now you got a masters

Winner winner chicken dinner

See, i like the person that you are

My verse flow like a wave clean the surface for the naive who used to crap like you have

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son