This is a song about "Dog food"

Alcohol and booty calls

Like a dog without paws,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

And control this shit yourself dog.

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

Ha, okay that 90210 talk

Where are you gonna go, dog

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

Don’t like to see when she talk

No match to my flow, dog