This is a song about "Word of advice dont feed your customers chicken fried mice"

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

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

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

I'm throwing you a life line, with a word of advice,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Slap your ass with a chicken leg cut you like a saw

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Ironic, a chicken afraid of cock - her man said "please lick it"