This is a song about "Guinea pigs"

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

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

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

So i went down south but i ended up north

Bang bang boom, who said that pigs can't fly?

When i'm low, she take me high

Why are you boiling like eggs, grunting at my face like pigs?

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Lyrical assualt pigs arresting me for battery

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Put me in a headlock, then i thought of my guinea pig