This is a song about "Stoke on trent"

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Fucked off to stoke to meet her new bloke

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

100 percent on everything and on my team

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Hop on him, like i'm buzzing on adrenaline/

Before my time pasted on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Pay dues like a hair salon