This is a song about "Rolling a j with the ginger swine"

You mess with rhino you must want the swine

I'm just here to have a good time

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Im rolling into compton, unknown and forgotten, with the sign caution, on my back,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

Rolling with my yankees hat on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

You a retarded ginger piss me off ill fuck up your shit

Fuck with them you fuck with swine

3 times, show me your peace sign