This is a song about "Pork ribs"

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

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Up against your ribs causing the stress to spike,

Now count how many times i said pork, talk and fork.

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

I don't give a fuck cut me up like pork rine

I'm tryna get some pork babe. give me pig

Ambition is still very big

My all gold rolly or the

Umm made her ribs snap nigga,

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

They cluck away at my yummy yummy pork,

Yeah your fried i may be pork rines but i survive

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice