This is a song about "Guiena pigs"

And please never disrespect my set

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

Everynight we talked over the phone seconds turned to minutes, minutes into hours,

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

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

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

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

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Lyrical assualt pigs arresting me for battery

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

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

Me im one of these anti law pigs

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics