This is a song about "Pets"

Body with no regrets in the backyard next to my pets,im never dissin these

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Feeds him other peoples pets,

And everybody's having sex

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

We helicopters hovering on your mind like past pets

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Full clip in dat tech boy fye yo ass up feed to my pets now you chopped up