This is a song about "Flying pigs"

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Drink this , it keeps you flying

So here i am at the store for some chips

Me im one of these anti law pigs

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

In my mind is where i'm flying

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

Them to the pigs while their alive and hang them by leads

The center of the east coast my emblem reads

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Frightening, so fucking frightening

The day you're matchin me is when some flying pigs have departed

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

Flying first class on my airplane

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name