This is a song about "Midget chicken"

Closest you'll get is being chicken

What up girl, tell me how you been

So if there's any midget willing to tackle the king

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

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

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

I pop one, you pop one

When i eat that chicken,

They say that karats help your vision

I eat these skaters like chicken

And i am one of one

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,