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

If u dont like chicken, you don't know what your missing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

So a word of advice just be careful

So pretentious with no potential

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Momma give you kisses and your daddy give you advice

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

But oddly, you're the one who needs to take your own, advice

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

They say dont bite the hand that feed you

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son