This is a song about "A pigs tale"

Just then the pigs bust in yelling, freeze

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

I feel like we're in a fairy tale, but hell yeah it's a joke

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

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

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Because i strangle hold, the tale is told

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,

Our lyrics attack more savagely than a siberian bloodhound fuck off clowns

Behold the unrolled scroll, my tale is untold and woe.

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow