This is a song about "Bacon pancakes"

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

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

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

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

She never ready to go so she forever come

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

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

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

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

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

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