This is a song about "Bitches and bacon"

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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

One night love: i'mma need that

Like bacon, up on the skillet

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Gett this money flip it like bacon

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with