This is a song about "Slangin chickens"

Slangin a coke without the cola

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Erupting volcanic, satanic cutting, wrist after wrist, im not sad im just pissed,

I'm givin' a whippin' to chickens who dissin' and flippin' my lip 'til i'm diggin' your crypt

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

Sometimes i think, what i need

That you'll never acquire, you're chickens, apply logic

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

No role models, except for them dudes slangin pounds

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Did you know chickens run headless for a lot of time before they fall?