A song about Farm Animals, It's funny as all hell.
Story behind the song
I wanted to have the world know my talents, my rapping skills, my funny ways, i'll sign their boobs.
Lyrics
Pigs in the Pen
I used to own a hen
But it ran away
Cause I called it gay
I hired billy
At the time it seemed silly
But he grew up as a hillbilly
In the streets of west philly
He found my bird
She was on dope and eating dog terd
She had joined a gang
They liked to bang
Trash cans
On the corner of a street
Where the homeless like to eat
Billy saved my Hen
So I gave him a feather pen
From my hen
I thank the lord
For making cardboard
Elephants don’t belong on this farm
Don’t be alarmed
I’m not gay
To this day I don’t still like men
Billy was getting head
From a cow that was dead
Shawn was my cow owner
And my blood downer
He shot billy with a hand gun
While he chewed his gum/ slash tobacco
I fired shawn
Who went to the circus
To be a trapieze artist for us
When he was performing
He fell and landed on his dingaling
This is the farm song
This is the farm song
Monkeys and Girafes are allowed
Elephants aren’t
Pigs are gay
Elephants are gayier