This is a song about "Alfie lewis like dogs"

Do ya hear me? i got ravenous rabid guard dogs

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

N ur her puke who use to look us fck outa d dogs plate,

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Celebrate with other dogs at the bar, and chug til ya cant no more.

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

I need a jail house to free my dogs

Rollin with my dogs i'm chiefin' on some long beach

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

I don't think it's right when the dogs come to pee

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs