This is a song about "Dog ears"

Clean out my ears from your lyrical slime

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Seen nothing but heard it all with my ears

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Suffocated screams of mine that arent reaching ears,

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

With the dog comin’ to pee

But we should be body to body

I'm tired of all the bullshit going through my ears

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Dirt dog, no tony romo

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

Soon after, all my ears heard was a ring.

She got grove st. on replay

Every dog has it's day