This is a song about "Pepper and bacon"

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

'cuz i'm bringin' home the bacon, but i'm not a breadwinner,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

She's like "son show these pigs what kinda bacon you're on."

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever

Salt and pepper, and never even changed an old sweater.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Like bacon, up on the skillet