This is a song about "Pig mouth"

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

I'm filthy as a pig but you maybe the one to be slaughtered

Ima a pig your a plant the words you say i've herbivore

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

He just squealed like a pig, like a ignoramus.

I got more gold, shinin in my mouth

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

From the projects to the penthouse

Tie you up and gag your damn mouth

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

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

So when the mouth is busy

This is like riding through the city