This is a song about "My dog lois"

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

See i'm not superman, i'll probably never find my lois lane,

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk

C'mere slut! (shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Bitch i'm a frickin' dog, lick my balls, i'm unleashed, sick 'em all

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

I'm bout to vick em and then take em to my dog pound

Yesterday my dog died, i hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

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

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Non-fictional is my dog like go fetch

I got all stars and you can check my bench