This is a song about "Killing pigs"

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

All the lintel jugs like simpletons thinking these pigs is

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Not for attention for killing

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

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

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Sirens blaring pigs believe im caring but lately you hear me tearing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

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

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks