This is a song about "Fry chicken"

Two reflections into one

When i eat that chicken,

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Roll up niggas be like sex

Or a sunday fry x4

Make them more insecure when they caught one

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Fry them up like potatoes

I gotta teach hoes

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

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