This is a song about "Poop and snoop dog"

Jesus couldn't speak to me and change me, i'm satan, dog,

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Bad azz gonna act a dog ass and ya'll already know this

Before i beat you like you’re a dog and i’m mike

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

And control this shit yourself dog.

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

U look pathetic and smell like some dog shit

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

And if i walk hutch then he dog crutch

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

One day i took you into the front yard to pee and poop