This is a song about "Thoughtless thoughtful pigs"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

There a lot of pigs who ain't got a life and just ruin others

The day you're matchin me is when some flying pigs have departed

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

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

Look this whole time, we was comin from separate towns to hold down

I think you pigs are inferior watch me burn down this fucking town

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red