This is a song about "Smokin like a snoop dog"

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

'fore you come up missin' like snoop-dogg's police files.

You ain't a crip like snoop you ain't a blood like game

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

When the case is on me fight like a dog, call me michael vick,

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Smokin' weed like i'm a rastafarian professional

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Cause im vicious like a killer rabid vampire dog