This is a song about "Grape soda and friend chicken"

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

I'll dismantle you and a friend or two

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

And be back the man i was, your best friend

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,