This is a song about "Ur a pig"

Ima a pig your a plant the words you say i've herbivore

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I'm filthy as a pig but you maybe the one to be slaughtered

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Take a shower cus ur just a scrub

Regards its a paradox,displacin ur mental,

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Ur havin' a loss cause ur flow is stiff

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

He just squealed like a pig, like a ignoramus.

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Ur just a retard mothfcker ive seen after a long day,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play