This is a song about "Eggs and bacon"

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

My lady friends never really be into the life

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Why are you boiling like eggs, grunting at my face like pigs?

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Show em what's best, last time you got it cracking was when opening eggs

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Like bacon, up on the skillet

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option