This is a song about "Turkeys ain t chickens"

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

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

With this mission im given the decision of ridding 'n' riving these chickens

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

Those lines are already better than yours, but i'll write more just for the kicks

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I'm coming for you chickens heads

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Break it down one time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!