This is a song about "Orange chicken"

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

My drive is like no one

Shout out chicken getting chicken

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

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

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

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

Crispy, crispy chicken.

Cold world no blanket son

And get on down with this thc vision

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Closest you'll get is being chicken

You just working with the scraps you was given

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

The numbness of reality like an orange