This is a song about "Egg sandwhich"

Don't you know what knuckle sandwhich is, best that you get

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

I'll shove egg yolks down your throat till you croak

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

You think you're hard boiled? fucker you're an easter egg

This new egg hatched tellin me i hated it when

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

A verbal knuckle sandwhich, how bout a double decker

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

With tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg drop

Well the d is missing scramble you like an egg

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head