This is a song about "Fuck pigs"

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

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

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I say middle finger to the pigs/ analyze my words cause thats how i live/

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

You swine, all you pigs do is whine

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Me im one of these anti law pigs

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks