This is a song about "Brussel sprouts and bacon"

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."

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Top ranked, number one my son

Gett this money flip it like bacon

Have you ever felt like, like you never get life

You can cut me up fry my ass like bacon i'll still survive

And the word most important

Grab the scissors and saws and