This is a song about "Crispy bacon"

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Bitch is crispy, i'm overcooking

Like bacon, up on the skillet

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

'cuz i'm bringin' home the bacon, but i'm not a breadwinner,

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

But it was africa the continent we all came from

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

I fuck with leviticus, he told me don't eat bacon

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

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets