This is a song about "Hot dogs"

I fucking cut off your dogs fur

His dreams gone dry, that's why he on water

I got a team full of dogs and the dogs bite,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

I gotta know if it's real or not

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

In the limelight being red hot

Are tearin' at the system, they released dogs and streets' police,

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this