This is a song about "Dead dogs"

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Ya dogs neutered im smoother then the head of a buddha

Are tearin' at the system, they released dogs and streets' police,

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Rollin with my dogs i'm chiefin' on some long beach

They fasting they won't leave me ate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

I need a jail house to free my dogs