This is a song about "Pork chops"

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

The fatty pork, all hail hell's gate, dreams steamed and glorified,

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

You food to me duck up in chop stix with a some chops

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Ill wait! i'll jam... a fork in your ass like a slab of pork. out comes jam

Oh nooo, here we goo, must risk it for the fork, must eat this fucking pork!

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

They cluck away at my yummy yummy pork,

His busted chops overlapped, like the roofs shingles.

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples