This is a song about "Eggs benedict"

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

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

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

Ain't no eggs for the batter

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs