This is a song about "Niggas and chicken"

I'm not a chicken, and i'm sorry that this rap is late,

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

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

So if you wanna leave

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Closest you'll get is being chicken

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

And yall niggas right the flow

And a niggas want me back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol