This is a song about "My doogie"

Top ranked, number one my son

Grab my knife and my gun

My cash effected, my brain insane,

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

My own unknown is my enemy,

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

You just working with the scraps you was given

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

My wondrous success bombs my regrets