This is a song about "Bacon"

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

No offence taken, i incinerated this beat like fucking crispy bacon,

If you smellin bacon

Cold world no blanket son

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

Something wicked this way come

Gett this money flip it like bacon

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

What up girl, tell me how you been

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

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

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Like bacon, up on the skillet