This is a song about "Kentucky fried chicken"

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Fried, despised my heart that lies within/

Catch you up on places i've been

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I don't trust no one

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

When i eat that chicken,

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun