This is a song about "Eating bacon"

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

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

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Yull need gauze handicap eating applesauce

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

She going to borrow some money

She's like "son show these pigs what kinda bacon you're on."

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb