This is a song about "Sriracha and eggs"

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

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

For thinking you clean

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

While we suffer in summer our supper is eggs

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

Living young and wild and free

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Some niggas slept on me but i dont see the snoring

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning