This is a song about "Flying pigs"

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Me im one of these anti law pigs

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Makes me feel like im flying

Let my angel sing

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

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

So let me tell you about this guy

Bang bang boom, who said that pigs can't fly?

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

She only love me when i be ignoring

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

My words, skillful like flying birds,

You swine, all you pigs do is whine

You shine like a mothafuckin dime