This is a song about "Eggs bacon grilled sausage"

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Gett this money flip it like bacon

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,

I'm tryna find life's meaning up in this patron

Add a little meat and now we're bacon bad,

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

'cuz i'm bringin' home the bacon, but i'm not a breadwinner,

If you smellin bacon

Fuck it, i'm done

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs

Now they want me to grease-up, be less african and get amnesia

And every night would swallow a big fat sausage meat pita