This is a song about "Bacon butty"

She's like "son show these pigs what kinda bacon you're on."

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

But this gon make us rich mr. reagan

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

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

If you smellin bacon

I told him get his 9 and run

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

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Sound wise... or that style they puttin' out now

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

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Gett this money flip it like bacon