This is a song about "Eggs benedict"

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Reefer head with nuggets that's greener than easter eggs and shit

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

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

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

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

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

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Mash up the 'tatoes whilst my bitch whisks the eggs

Momma can't help her, but it hurts to hear her callingbrenda wants to run away

Look i have no time to play your lyrics are like eggs what the fuck are you tranna say?

Lil money i pay my own bills. shut ya eggs up for they rotten

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

The world is waking up, you can hear the pigeons yawning