This is a song about "Swine flue"

I'm sick as fuck, y'all know that, i'm swine flu, truth was told

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

No flue but i just flew,

I'll tell you baby that we're through

I will dine on you swine so here is were you should draw the line bitch you cross pay the fine

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

You mess with rhino you must want the swine

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

Fuck you swine and your bitch randy too

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

But swine ill stab you with a fork, uncork,

I'm running out of time

Fuck with them you fuck with swine

Is to call swine ask for a punch line

In time we learned to live a life of crime