This is a song about "Whipping eggs"

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

I'll be whipping this fag / while hes sitting in class

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

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

No difference whipping you with a rag or my lyric attack,

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Mash up the 'tatoes whilst my bitch whisks the eggs

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I'm out here whipping these niggas might as well get my slave on

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

And if they did, they didn't care