This is a song about "Eggs benedict"

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Mash up the 'tatoes whilst my bitch whisks the eggs

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

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

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

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs

Hey baster stop battling me (carl c) your master, your spiting some eggs

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

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

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning