This is a song about "Snoop dog milf weed"

Where we spent days learning to spell dog

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

Last of a dying breed

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Separate us, from what jay brought

Snoop dogg signed my shit with her pen

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

I make her cum a lot

And control this shit yourself dog.

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

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

And listened to doggystyle when snoop dogg was puffin' lye,

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Third ward general, young cash money

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,