This is a song about "Scrambled eggs"

Just accept your fate, let the darkness lay it's eggs,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Reefer head with nuggets that's greener than easter eggs and shit

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Hey baster stop battling me (carl c) your master, your spiting some eggs

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Why are you boiling like eggs, grunting at my face like pigs?

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

But i'm only a slave to this rap fame, my face scrambled up in a mash,

Ain't no eggs for the batter

Not a rapper, i’m a raptor

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring