This is a song about "Pig tails"

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

I trap factors like a pig laugh or hangers

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Ask me where i'm goin, pig, i'm going where i wanna

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Like a pig cooked from live into a meal for five,

Cuz im a quick mutherfcker im a sick pig

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Beef with me tails will break hips, trey flips adlibs of horrorcore, but more,

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

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys