This is a song about "Dog vomit"

Sick enough to hawk vomit, on every inch of carpet

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

You be in they call log

Where are you gonna go, dog

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Where we spent days learning to spell dog

Only real niggas stay on top

But i'm so sick of this world, i'm just trying to vomit

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Vomit, spew droplets, poppet on the prophet who claims a honest promise.

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Known for throwing up so ima vomit on this beat

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit