This is a song about "Bacon cheeseburguer"

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

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

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

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

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Gett this money flip it like bacon

Like bacon, up on the skillet

So get up off that slave ship

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

And at best all they do is distract me but now

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them