This is a song about "Backstabbing dogs"

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

That the dogs in your neighbourhood lost their woof

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

All these backstabbing fags i blast em back to the past

My homies are dogs so u best leave when they start barkin

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him