This is a song about "Hounds"

And they still at it like hounds

A thug niggas in tha house

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

Once i lit a blunt you'll see thunderclouds along with the hell hounds

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Like police k-9 units filled with barking basset hounds,

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Hounds of hell gettin' hungry, you wanna hear 'em bark?

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

Knocking fuckas out, time to sleep, we hounds and your blood is a sign of meat

Come back around and track 'em down like bassett hounds,

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house