This is a song about "Pigs"

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

All the lintel jugs like simpletons thinking these pigs is

Let me put my funk on this one time

You swine, all you pigs do is whine

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Sirens blaring pigs believe im caring but lately you hear me tearing

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Them to the pigs while their alive and hang them by leads

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

These pigs are frickin' sippin' on liquor, fillin' their greed, gettin' bigger n' bitter