This is a song about "Flying pig"

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

If you believe in a pig , you can set up laughing him,

Now they fallin off like nutso on above the rim

I mean the game been dry

But i am flying high

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

Straight g thing, double m g thing

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Feel like i’m movin' backwards