This is a song about "Bad eggs"

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Lil money i pay my own bills. shut ya eggs up for they rotten

Bring that shit the fuck back

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Man that was fuckin bad

Goddamn, the boy's back

Where the black girls get their weaves back

That affected you so bad

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Show em what's best, last time you got it cracking was when opening eggs