This is a song about "Gay chickens"

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

He's polishing skills while you're warring like chickens

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

And i can't help but stare, cause

Those faggots won the gay off

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay looking boy

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Did you know chickens run headless for a lot of time before they fall?

Little gay looking boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy