This is a song about "Dogs titties"

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

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

A twenty somethin cup

Am like wolves like battling dogs but

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

If i suck titties and do lines with dead whitney!

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Signin titties at the rock shows

Guess i’m different than most

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Boom boom, bring it up, titties from hell!