This is a song about "Baby dog"

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

These dog bitches hungry

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Get rough with me, that night flow

Dirt dog, no tony romo

But i think i like that, just maybe

Rollin' with my baby

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

And control this shit yourself dog.

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Where are you gonna go, dog

And i listen to thought