This is a song about "Barking dog"

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Kiss my ass salad tossin,barking, on my rick rossin,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Because i'll be barking orders like i'm sergeant slaughter,

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Where we spent days learning to spell dog

Cause i break it out a lot

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

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

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

These dog bitches hungry

What them tippers don't see