This is a song about "Boiled eggs"

I keep it crackin like denny's eggs, cuz im the chef,

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Hey baster stop battling me (carl c) your master, your spiting some eggs

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

That i will leave earth with her

Ain't no eggs for the batter

Reefer head with nuggets that's greener than easter eggs and shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

I'm not a boiled dinner, im past a beginner, got so much powerball tickets i look like

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

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

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying