This is a song about "Scranbled eggs"

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

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

Mash up the 'tatoes whilst my bitch whisks the eggs

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

Show em what's best, last time you got it cracking was when opening eggs

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

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

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

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Lil money i pay my own bills. shut ya eggs up for they rotten