This is a song about "Watermelon fried chicken"

She watchin' that oxygen

I eat these skaters like chicken

Cause i got the burner in the hand

You fried under that heated lamp,

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

When i eat that chicken,

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

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

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

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen