This is a song about "I want my chicken"

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

I am everything i want to be so feel my wrath

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

My legs shake i want to vomit as i wait for you

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Baby your my dream come true i really want

Crispy, crispy chicken.

He’s tha only one

Keeping my syllables up cos i want my revenge

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

I'm making straight bitches pussy wet just like a noodle