This is a song about "Kentucky fried chicken"

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Hold on you can see my vision

Shout out chicken getting chicken

My drive is like no one

Winner winner chicken dinner

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Something wicked this way come

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

Doin time for slowguess she made a bad decision

Fried, despised my heart that lies within/

You just working with the scraps you was given