This is a song about "Dead dog"

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

With the dog comin’ to pee

And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

You are the snow pissed on by my dog

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

Every dog has it's day

Another round what the song say

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

Cause im vicious like a killer rabid vampire dog

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk