This is a song about "Crispy tampons"

My talent should take me places i've never been

Bitch is crispy, i'm overcooking

Crispy, crispy chicken.

On the bible you can run

No offence taken, i incinerated this beat like fucking crispy bacon,

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Put thorough breds in the toaster till nice and crispy

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

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

Khakis pressed, nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so i guess it ain't

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised