This is a song about "Guiena pigs"

Automatic kill for pennies

Just then the pigs bust in yelling, freeze

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping

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

Bitch say im hot smoking on by the night nigga you ain't know about the life

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

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

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

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

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

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

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