This is a song about "Rita my dog"

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

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

That cellphone that i bought

No match to my flow, dog

Woof, bitch, top dog lay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

And control this shit yourself dog.

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

I treat just like my dog so go ahead and get tamed

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste