This is a song about "Flying pigs"

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Lyrical assualt pigs arresting me for battery

Makes me feel like im flying

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Drink this , it keeps you flying

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Live off my lie and my lullaby

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

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

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

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

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

Get off a key like i can’t sing