This is a song about "Sam mumford bald head egg poached"

I'll shove egg yolks down your throat till you croak

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Hearing voices in my head

If your man want to bet

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,

Loving you is clouding my head

Im trying to see her in bed

With tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg drop

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

You think you're hard boiled? fucker you're an easter egg

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Put burners in the hands, of the black man