This is a song about "I m in the kitchen and whippin seasoning that chicken finger licken"

So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

Standing in the kitchen

Girls fast how jamaicans run

And not in the kitchen

I'm a son of a gun

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model

So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot