This is a song about "I really is my dawg"

Dawg, i almost did, get my girl pregnant.

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

Now all i really do is jus fuck em

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Too bad that dawg is unauthentic all bark with no bite

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

But i told my self "don't falter dawg, you know you're a beast