This is a song about "3 little pigs"

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

3:47 // verse 3: can't sleep like an insomniac

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

And please never disrespect my set

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

All the lintel jugs like simpletons thinking these pigs is

And tell me why would we just think about

If they pigs/5-0/the fuzz we haul out