This is a song about "Boxer dogs"

Lived in the poverty with the robbers, he's like a boxer, bitch,

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

I got a team full of dogs and the dogs bite,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Like a boxer i leave u flat out

I need a jail house to free my dogs

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

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

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

I fucking cut off your dogs fur

Myself as a prominent figure

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

I don’t care where ya are