This is a song about "Bacon bap"

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

'cuz i'm bringin' home the bacon, but i'm not a breadwinner,

Like bacon, up on the skillet

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

You ain't got enough, to heat the bottom of a pot of bacon grease

I say its gettin poppin, but whats poppin is the bacon

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

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

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

If you smellin bacon

So keep fronting till my peeps come

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

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

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

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done