This is a song about "Crispy tampons"

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

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

Bitch is crispy, i'm overcooking

What up girl, tell me how you been

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Go where you ain't been

Crispy, crispy chicken.

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint