This is a song about "Flying pig"

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Imagine flying through the skies

And getting money is the song i sing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

People love the pig but not the other man

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

Makes me feel like im flying

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

I'm tryna get some pork babe. give me pig

So drop the slam and lets get sick

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

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I trap factors like a pig laugh or hangers

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Flying first class on my airplane