This is a song about "Bacon and brussel spro"

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

You can cut me up fry my ass like bacon i'll still survive

Like bacon, up on the skillet

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

She can only live for the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Before my eggs and bacon, i squat the world until my legs be shaking