This is a song about "Dead dogs"

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

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

Now i can draw your face up pretty

If your man want to bet

Now you wish i was dead,

I need a jail house to free my dogs

Watching for hollow-tip shots

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

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

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

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

Take him home, my dogs tail will start to wag

I promise i'mma call you back