Cold, my style making my nose run
I eat these skaters like chicken
Im way out of my head, i can't think anymore my brain i fried, it's dead
Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet
Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
// this song is all about the inequality in the world
So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served
I'm a son of a gun
Shout out chicken getting chicken
This site cant fuck with me,i wrote this in my slippers, eating rappers like its dinner
As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger
Im full of generosity, healthy from eating my broccoli,
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.
Killing our dreams, stealing our vision
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