My Demons Told Me To Eat More Chicken 2

(Verse 1)
If you wanna spend it you can goddamn spend it
I'm making big moves, no amendments
You got a big, big problem if you can't extend it
They always do my shit dirty when they recommend it
I see stars, and I ain't even knocked out
These motherfuckers got plays on plays, they stacked out
On meme rap, God I must've blacked out
Cause I missed my rise, I didn't get clout
But I still gon grind, don't worry bout it
If it's music or your man, don't worry bout it
Getting dollars on streams, I'm low-key popping off
Jimmy Neutron, little bitch i'm blasting off
My diamonds cost like nothing cause they don't exist
But on the track I still gon call them rich and piss
So don't be mad, this is in no way a diss
Got the game lip locked like I gave it a kiss

(Hook)
My demons told me to eat more chicken
I, I, I
I gotta do it cause the time is ticking
I, I, I
My demons told me to eat more chicken
I, I, I
I gotta do it cause the time is ticking
I, I, I

(Verse 2)
I get a goddamn bag, no shit
I'm a goddamn OG in this meme rap biz
I'm an Iced Out Soul, shoutout Lil Shizz
He ain't my label mate no more but he made good shit
Diamond dance on me like some ballet class
I don't like straight slim thicks, they be wasting ass
I might smash, smash, smash like the fucking glass
Calling my shit mid, all you make is straight trash
I'm so gay and savage, I ain't afraid to call a straight trash
You never know when I'm gonna be in the lab
All these rappers lip-syncing at the shows like they fab
You ain't even getting one dollar, you ain't got no slaps
Hong Kong 97 just got me 4 bucks
Flexing on your gang cause I don't give a fuck
But Distrokid won't give me my goddamn money
I can't even use it no more, this is not funny

(Hook)
My demons told me to eat more chicken
I, I, I
I gotta do it cause the time is ticking
I, I, I
My demons told me to eat more chicken
I, I, I
I gotta do it cause the time is ticking
I, I, I

(Verse 3)
Say this some mid, so ahead
But it won't be you getting clout and head
I just took the boy to my fucking bed
Now he under the sheets, but no book is read
I don't really like women, I won't lie bro
Most of you might, and man that's alright though
But I gotta be honest
Bout everything I do, but let's switch up the topic
I got flow, don't know what you're talking about
I don't need pros, more like cons you squawking about
Ironic cause you get no bread
I'll be making some good money before I'm dead
But people doubt me, of course they wanna
But they gotta be high, on some strong Marijuana
I was born before Mario went to Delfino Plaza
Not even this century, but I ain't tryna skrrt through life, no Mazda
Just admit, you think I am not shit
But you lie in the lyrics about all of your big whips
That are so expensive, in thousands like 96
And you got Supreme or whatever designer drip
And I do too, but this is meme rap
So I have an excuse to say this flexing bullcrap
You be on your tough shit, say you pull up with a stick
While I wanna give your sound sticks of deodorant
Little bitch