This is a song about "Dogs"

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

That the dogs in your neighbourhood lost their woof

Ya dogs neutered im smoother then the head of a buddha

As far as being hard, i feel i’m somewhere near medusa

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Am like wolves like battling dogs but

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I don't think it's right when the dogs come to pee

N ur her puke who use to look us fck outa d dogs plate,

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks