This is a song about "Bae of pigs"

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

I don't know what you heard about

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

There a lot of pigs who ain't got a life and just ruin others

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

All the lintel jugs like simpletons thinking these pigs is

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

In time we learned to live a life of crime

You swine, all you pigs do is whine

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

She's like "son show these pigs what kinda bacon you're on."