This is a song about "Men eating pig heads"

Nastiest over-limit went men

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

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

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

I had never fit in with the men.

Cutting niggas off like a shed full of severed heads

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

People love the pig but not the other man

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn