This is a song about "Watermelon fried chicken"

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

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

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,

They could never understand

You fried under that heated lamp,

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

Contagious like chicken pox

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Frickin fried tie-dyed chicken just listen, you mother fucker cock sucker slurp burp into submission

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

My brain work differently then others baby it is fried

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night