This is a song about "My dog always licking me"

My first kill was my neighbor's dog tied to a tree.

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

No match to my flow, dog

And i listen to thought

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Look at me, i always keep my skills discreet

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk

Jesus couldn't speak to me and change me, i'm satan, dog,

Non-fictional is my dog like go fetch

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

Always on my mind, girl you’ve got me so consumed

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

And me my momma was always in a very bad mood

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute