This is a song about "Fuck the pigs"

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

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Just then the pigs bust in yelling, freeze

I'm everything that they call nice

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

Bricks in there pockets cuz they run like pigs, the other team should shut there