This is a song about "Poppy my dog"

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

My ideas bout to be in the marketplace like a dog shoo

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

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

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

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

I got flow for days, my mind knows what to say to all you stray dog needing to be put away

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

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

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

You getting money? better check my french

Non-fictional is my dog like go fetch