This is a song about "Bitches and bacon"

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

And last but not least please don't tell no one

And i'll show you all type of bitches

And you niggas will acknowledge this

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

They talk about the clubs and the benz and ratchet bitches,

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

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

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one