This is a song about "Eggs and bacon"

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Just accept your fate, let the darkness lay it's eggs,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You can cut me up fry my ass like bacon i'll still survive

My mona lisa painting on the wall came to life

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

I told him get his 9 and run

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

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

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

I fuck with leviticus, he told me don't eat bacon

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun