This is a song about "Dog reproduction"

And of course, my car's off course

Like a dog without paws,

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Where are you gonna go, dog

See what i was taught

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Every dog has its day that aint essential

And control this shit yourself dog.

I smoke and let the tree talk

Non-fictional is my dog like go fetch

I speak english but check my french

My lady, my baby

With the dog comin’ to pee