This is a song about "Gateway chicken"

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

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

Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Just to match the grind with precision

Closest you'll get is being chicken

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

I thought of bill clinton

I eat these skaters like chicken

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

A gateway to louder things like powdered speed soon outta reach

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach