Eat your words

When i make you eat your words , digest them verbs. I Egg sell. Im walking on egg shells. 
My egg fell and cracked all to pieces right into the frying pan .
Jumping out the frying pan into the pain and agony of the depths of hell.
Pitch a quarter into the wishing well. Wish me well. 
Catatonic and bewitched like im under a spell. Walking dead body's rotting and begining to smell.
What is an egg without its shell.
No yolk. I've been torn from what holds me together. 
My membranes scrambled and my coat is cheddar. 
Omelette you step into my world . Bacon egg and cheese, bring you to your knees.
 When you see my face in the eggs make you weak in the legs. 
Sink your teeth into my flesh. 
How's it taste? The taste of death. 
The funny after taste can be erased with a bit of tooth paste. 
Step in front of the mirror . Face the fear bruh its just your food in your teeth in the mirror.
That's right your words were bacon egg and cheese. 
Bitch you had a big mouth and that's where shit went south. 
Yeah bacon egg and cheese all in your throat. You're choking on your words and now you know it .
It might have been easier to mind your business before you got caught in this mess. 
Along with the breakfast i can smell my name on your breath. 
I stand in amazement surrounded by the odious stench of success cus i caught you in this mess radiating from the verbs in your neck. 
Next time you say my name , say it with respect . 
Next time won't be any bacon egg and cheese but two holes in your chest.