This is a song about "Bacon hunter"

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

And if you're the 'king of the jungle', i'm the monarch hunter from hell,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

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

Gett this money flip it like bacon

Hard to move on when you always regret one

But where i'm from

If you smellin bacon

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Like bacon, up on the skillet

Foolish, i be on that new shit