This is a song about "Eggs bacon grits"

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

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

I keep it crackin like denny's eggs, cuz im the chef,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,

And it rules everything around them

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

I say its gettin poppin, but whats poppin is the bacon

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

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

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

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