This is a song about "Prairie dogs"

My homies are dogs so u best leave when they start barkin

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

N ur her puke who use to look us fck outa d dogs plate,

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

That the dogs in your neighbourhood lost their woof

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

And all women who had light features, see

I don't think it's right when the dogs come to pee

Are tearin' at the system, they released dogs and streets' police,

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

I bet you hear that white music

You bitch on my dick like dogs and thick