This is a song about "Big dogs"

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

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

Do ya hear me? i got ravenous rabid guard dogs

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Yeah my ego aint that big,

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

I need a jail house to free my dogs