This is a song about "Hot sauce and eggs"

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

Please hold your applause

Spreading that gospel sauce!

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist

They calling me often to offer me walls

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

I'm the fine line between that lukewarm and hot,