This is a song about "Pigs and analysis plugs"

I say middle finger to the pigs/ analyze my words cause thats how i live/

This isn't no griot but a mere portion of a semi-important life

Then got high from butt plugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Would look at us all the time

You swine, all you pigs do is whine

The day you're matchin me is when some flying pigs have departed

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

She's like "son show these pigs what kinda bacon you're on."

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king