This is a song about "Swiss and bacon"

Like bacon, up on the skillet

Back up on my fly shit

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

"get on your knees bitch please i'll make you into swiss cheese"

Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister

'cuz i'm bringin' home the bacon, but i'm not a breadwinner,

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

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

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout