This is a song about "Roasted chicken"

Winner winner chicken dinner

Poke out from behind her

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Your credibility's been roasted

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

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

Cold world no blanket son

Crispy, crispy chicken.

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

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Something wicked this way come

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.