This is a song about "Barking dog"

Always knew where the pot was

Barking dog rose from the ashes

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Curl up like big worm when i drop

I'm spotted on different beaches, cohiba smoking reefer

Barking at anyone that call me inferior

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

You're barking in the wrong direction,

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

These dog bitches hungry

She going to borrow some money

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Jesus couldn't speak to me and change me, i'm satan, dog,

And i listen to thought

Where are you gonna go, dog