This is a song about "My dog named blupers"

Ain't scared of shit, got dog treats in my locker

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

By a crackhead named june

Self made coming soon

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

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

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

Must of forgot that i lost my noggin long before the game dog,

Seemed like target, saw my friend named mandy

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Woof, bitch, top dog lay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack