This is a song about "Doggy style"

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

They say i don't never smile

They just hated my style,

When it comes to spitting that fire

For living my life style

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Doggy her favorite, blackbird her favorite

I can't seem to get a rap that suits my rap style

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

You owe me, homie have that now

You got a weak style, see, wow,