This is a song about "Nugget sacks"

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks