This is a song about "Con dog"

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

I con science, an icon to my alliance

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Barking dog rose from the ashes

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

My raps thee bomb call me d-con i servin u vermin some venom

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

They're tryin to say that i don't care

And i listen to thought

And control this shit yourself dog.

Ready for my long con to be finally done/

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

I'm the enron don, con more dollars than kenneth lay dreams

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans