This is a song about "Men eating pig heads"

I'm coming for you chickens heads

After lebron, i'm what's next

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

No rations or resources for eating//

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Of a pig, having fun at a oil rig

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

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

People love the pig but not the other man

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads