This is a song about "Mike dates pigs"

Hand me, like, the freakin mike!

I plead with em, the system ain't right

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Lyrical assualt pigs arresting me for battery

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

Come get some, you little bum

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Me im one of these anti law pigs

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,