This is a song about "Graffiti dogs"

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

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

My homies are dogs so u best leave when they start barkin

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

You bitch on my dick like dogs and thick

Make room for the groom married to his music

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

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

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

And see outside the seething crime revealed in those graffiti designs

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Rollin with my dogs i'm chiefin' on some long beach