Mike Larry Draw - The filler lyrics

Fried chicken hasn't been the same since back in the day Genetic modified f**ery laid on my plate I feel the country has made attempts to spit in my face Everything tapped in my place tracking my sudden mistakes Trapping ain't even the case I'm asking why these n***as hate These rivers and giving you fresh waters to taste? High orders of steak. A1 indregence gla** of wine on a tray House of wine as I recline to Amy wine house