This is a song about "Hit dog"

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Separate us, from what jay brought

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

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

They say nothings ever free

These dog bitches hungry

Where are you gonna go, dog

Only real niggas stay on top

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

You are the snow pissed on by my dog

I'm the top dog, so sit, bruh, ha!

Is written in our souls, africa

We hit ya soul like a vietnam hit

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk