This is a song about "Mc be dog"

I got flow for days, my mind knows what to say to all you stray dog needing to be put away

And hide, but he got knocked by the homicideand this happens everyday around my way

If not i'll be in a rage at the world in which i'm caged like in a dog pound

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

This lyrical silencer silencing any kind if mc

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Denni-c and the fucking great mc...

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Separate us, from what jay brought

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

My ideas bout to be in the marketplace like a dog shoo

Glad to be, a palatabley passing fucking great mc

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick