This is a song about "Your lyrics are horrible if you are a real person making this include the word chicken in your song"

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

Cause your lyrics are as strong as a tape measure sword/

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

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

If you aint down for your niggas, then you a real bitch.

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Because my lyrics are draggin' your lyrical corpse across the place

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

I dont know why you try, your lyrics are a waste

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

You guys are making the innocent live in a dumpster fire

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

Your lyrics are devastating, get all happy when you get a text from the bird your dating,

But they sold jello in the paint

Your raps are good, this isn't a complaint