This is a song about "Helicopter chomoisxbjddsnksdhhddjbdp yah boys down coppers dogs"

I remember,yah, it was saturday

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Will they fold them and create a shelter to protect yah?

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I need a jail house to free my dogs

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

At age eight, it wasn't hate that filled yah, it was yah uncle's dick,

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

Am like wolves like battling dogs but

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

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Dirty ass probally need to bathe yah,

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box