This is a song about "No god just a dog"

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Lines-of-a-god, no replicated pod.

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Praise god, you feel the shots, no one wants you just like a virus,

This a different motor man better go to work

You're faker than a german hot-dog with no mustard,

And god forbid i see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I’m running this bitch, you are just a dog walker

Like a dog without paws,

They right too cause