This is a song about "Kung pao chicken"

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Your own physical, superficial not spiritual

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Contagious like chicken pox

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Don’t you be holding back

We kung-fu that jack black/