This is a song about "Chicken parmesan"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

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

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

We need some chicken up in up in here

Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit real

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

And isaiah say one day your time will come

Shout out chicken getting chicken

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

With a barrage a raps that theyre itching for like chicken pox