This is a song about "Path to bacon"

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

And isaiah say one day your time will come

Here's sample is back, sample is going to crack everything blocking his path,

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

You ain't got enough, to heat the bottom of a pot of bacon grease

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Findin my groove, time to choose what path to take, what i have at stake

No brightness to shine on my path full of

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

And we ain't land on that mr. reagan

I walked path that was lit but the darkness began to blend

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement