This is a song about "Pug dogs"

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

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

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

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

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I fucking cut off your dogs fur

Rollin with my dogs i'm chiefin' on some long beach

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Inside of the cage cause i'm a motherfuckin' zebra

Sick of these flees jockin me, seem to be dogs with malaria!

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

The good kid from the ugly city