This is a song about "Niggers eating chicken"

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

And come back baby boomerang

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

Winner winner chicken dinner

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

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

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Contagious like chicken pox

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

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

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

They had a hell of a run

Crispy, crispy chicken.

When i eat that chicken,

Fuck it, i'm done