This is a song about "Guinea pigs"

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

If they pigs/5-0/the fuzz we haul out

And tell me why would we just think about

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Lyrical assualt pigs arresting me for battery

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

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

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

These pigs are frickin' sippin' on liquor, fillin' their greed, gettin' bigger n' bitter

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are