This is a song about "Hunting pigs"

So now he sacrificed his adolesence turned his image to a ghoul

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

All the lintel jugs like simpletons thinking these pigs is

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

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

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Just then the pigs bust in yelling, freeze

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

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

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams