Kentucky st.Fried Chicken

Alive or death red is all I see it's a choice Mac 11 10 shots is all I need spray you like a bottle cause I can they call me smiles chief imma take your bitch call her up give her smiles meat death called you once and delivered gave me receipt I don't have time to cook your ass chickens enough for then again yall kinda similar you just got smaller meat act like good little dog smiles will but a treat I don't smell like ass (ass)hit you with the battle axe(yeh) momma told be tough and now i am(big boy)big mac on my hand you ain't black you just tan you gangster you just bland I'm sure you came just on your hand Bitch possession bald head with bullet hole in it Ak47 I don't have a job hating you is my best profession 2sides of a coin you just fail I'm the succession Break even break point I'm at my limit you can't do the shit I do you still copying my image Shit comes from your booty you fit the description you blind don't got no vision just face me and listen My numbers is high my raps ass I tried but you gone you died today Kentucky is fried