This is a song about "Feeding your dog"

And control this shit yourself dog.

You be in they call log

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

Feeding on you're brain driving insane till you get you're next one

I hear your parents took you to a dog show, looks like you won.

Cause when i win this shit free they think i’m oprah's cousin

To have a dog like me, on your back like that monkey,

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Because we're the top dog and your no match

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

Only real niggas stay on top

Where are you gonna go, dog