This is a song about "Bacon couture"

I want to fight the music on this one

Gett this money flip it like bacon

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

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

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

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

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

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

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Have you ever felt like, you finally got life

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

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

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