This is a song about "Pork"

Biggie smalls hungry for enchiladas and pork!

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Where i stick my dick out and pork your bitch mouth/

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

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

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

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

Fuck the pork, pluck the chickens for sport.

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

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

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Lore's 'n' draws, pulls forward a free portion of pork.

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

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