This is a song about "A kid and his dog"

And boastin cause i know this kid can't prove that his flow is smooth

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat

As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Apartment with a wife and kid sat waitin'

Bad azz gonna act a dog ass and ya'll already know this

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Man i spit that pimp talk

They keep calling me a dog,and i keep getting sock

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

And i ain't never did a bid and i don't have a little kid

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did