This is a song about "Dogs with human teeth"

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

I'll gnaw off the cord with my teeth that i'll use to strangle with

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Like when snakes teeth glisten with venom from a bite

Lyrically i'm ripping his teeth out with my hands forget pliers

If theres no i.d. adios got no interest in minors

You're all too concerned with the human you're living

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Celebrate with other dogs at the bar, and chug til ya cant no more.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Clean teeth so i can meet neat people on the street with sweet feet

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep