This is a song about "Denmark sausage and bacon"

Now they want me to grease-up, be less african and get amnesia

And every night would swallow a big fat sausage meat pita

You ain't got enough, to heat the bottom of a pot of bacon grease

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

Can't tell you where the bacon is, but the beef's on the cow

And at best all they do is distract me but now

And remember what i said and

She can only live for the moment

If you smellin bacon

Had to wear the 13's with them

Grab the scissors and saws and

But nah, he is quite different

Like bacon, up on the skillet

Tyler the creator invented some new shit