This is a song about "Bae of pigs"

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

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I try to be the guy, you think about

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

Rockin so much ice they call me snow bae.

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

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

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Though. i got that liquid courage and aspiration, take your girl maker her bounce

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

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

And of course, my car's off course

I'm everything that they call nice

Just then the pigs bust in yelling, freeze