This is a song about "Ham and eggs"

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

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

I be goin' ham, shawty upgrade from baloney

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

A written to woo women or about to go ham

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

I just want somebody i can see

Ham ma living in the 21st century

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Ain't no eggs for the batter

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

I'm recording a rap that is hateful just me being angry and just going ham.