This is a song about "Ginger chicken"

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

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

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

When i eat that chicken,

Top ranked, number one my son

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

With a barrage a raps that theyre itching for like chicken pox

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops