This is a song about "Egg role"

If you had no role models and if you had no chaperones,

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Been outta control little pimp stroll discuss this whole that thug role

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

And touch down when i role into town.

Enter a mist, twist, barrel role and all that shit.

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Well the d is missing scramble you like an egg

No role models, except for them dudes slangin pounds

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

People dying all day homicide suicide its just the role of life,

But she swallowed my fuckin' leg whole like an egg roll

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll