This is a song about "Sriracha and eggs"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Underrated that's temporarily for the moment

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

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Where you welcome to problems

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

And kill yourself and your clique

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Hot as some sriracha, you're fly as a peacock

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

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

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