This is a song about "Hot sauce and eggs"

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

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

Roast under a sauce of wine.

Let me put my funk on this one time

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

By selling drugs and pissin hot and gettin high

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

They killed both of them and drowned the kid in hot water

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

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

Cause it was too damn hot and i needed to chill

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill