This is a song about "Thoughtless thoughtful pigs"

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

And when i look into her eyes im just thoughtless

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,

Summertime and the sun is out a couple more lines comin out my mouth

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

Live off my lie and my lullaby

Bang bang boom, who said that pigs can't fly?

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

People are starving, you talking bout balling

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

She's like "son show these pigs what kinda bacon you're on."

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

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere