This is a song about "Niggas and chicken"

I eat these skaters like chicken

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

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

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

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

And a niggas want me back

There's crack, there's crack

Whip purple and yellow, hello

And yall niggas right the flow