This is a song about "Ginea pigs"

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

All the lintel jugs like simpletons thinking these pigs is

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

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

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Lyrical assualt pigs arresting me for battery

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Just then the pigs bust in yelling, freeze

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

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

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

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