This is a song about "Jerking dogs"

Take him home, my dogs tail will start to wag

Doo-rags to match, and i do sag

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

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

So drop the slam and let's get sick

You bitch on my dick like dogs and thick

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

N ur her puke who use to look us fck outa d dogs plate,

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

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

And my wants will never settle,fuck a kennel,me and my dogs broke out,

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Bun b, i’m underground king

On my fucking dick, it's jerking