This is a song about "Gravel roads chickens"

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

But that doesn't mean shit to me, i'm broke, walkin' roads alone,

With this mission im given the decision of ridding 'n' riving these chickens

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

The roads i saw no pave, only spark and boozy

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Im going in and grasping the dirt even if its coated with gravel