This is a song about "I want my chicken"

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

I could've sworn he didn't want to see my face, but

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

I just want a platform for my guts so i spill

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

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

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped

Baby your my dream come true i really want

All i want is my voice to be heard globally

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I eat these skaters like chicken

Got hu women frostburg women