This is a song about "Dog farts"

But i've got the farts, well contained

But they sold jello in the paint

Where are you gonna go, dog

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

C'mere slut! (shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

But i've got the farts, well contained

No match to my flow, dog

I make her cum a lot

Cause im vicious like a killer rabid vampire dog

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

Dirt dog, no tony romo

Now you smoke hoes and the coco