This is a song about "Skinless chicken"

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Your own physical, superficial not spiritual

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

Quietly becoming a top tier

We need some chicken up in up in here

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

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

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

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Do you find yourself a hero, a villain, or just a chicken