This is a song about "Creme eggs"

About the-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Look i have no time to play your lyrics are like eggs what the fuck are you tranna say?

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

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

Why are you boiling like eggs, grunting at my face like pigs?

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

The world is waking up, you can hear the pigeons yawning