This is a song about "Dog fog"

Fog in the room it's worthy of noting

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

You foogazie, boss up, boss up with your time dog

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

Dirt dog, no tony romo

In the club like fuck it, though

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

The underdogs that live under the fog

And even if i'm broke, dog

My rhymes get you lost like your in a fog

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Static in my brain gone, and the fog slightly cleared,

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

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top