This is a song about "Bacon"

If you smellin bacon

Cold world no blanket son

Can't tell you where the bacon is, but the beef's on the cow

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

And she throws up whatever she eats

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Add a little meat and now we're bacon bad,

I fuck with leviticus, he told me don't eat bacon

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them