This is a song about "Scranbled eggs"

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

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

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

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

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I keep it crackin like denny's eggs, cuz im the chef,

I said i'm hurting her

Ain't no eggs for the batter

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

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Mash up the 'tatoes whilst my bitch whisks the eggs

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense