This is a song about "Pigs and analysis plugs"

Bricks in there pockets cuz they run like pigs, the other team should shut there

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

The doctors at the hospital did an analysis

Now momma told me be careful who you love

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

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

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

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,

Summertime and the sun is out a couple more lines comin out my mouth