This is a song about "Thoughtless thoughtful pigs"

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

All the lintel jugs like simpletons thinking these pigs is

Bricks in there pockets cuz they run like pigs, the other team should shut there

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Sirens blaring pigs believe im caring but lately you hear me tearing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

We gunna take this party on into the morning

You swine, all you pigs do is whine

Doctor said i was fine

Lyrical assualt pigs arresting me for battery

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty