This is a song about "Eggs and sausages"

Mash up the 'tatoes whilst my bitch whisks the eggs

And everybody's having sex

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

And remember what i said and

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Before my eggs and bacon, i squat the world until my legs be shaking

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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