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

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

You guys are making the innocent live in a dumpster fire

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Man your lyrics are so stale, your delivery is frail,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

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

Cause if your threats are anything to go by ad say you were a bitch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

Your the best person i've ever met in this world

Your raps are good, this isn't a complaint

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead