This is a song about "Snoop dog nigger black"

I'm wicked so my image makes me snoop d o g

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Who know this be the life that i really live

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

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Where are you gonna go, dog

Don’t like to see when she talk

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

The almighty tupac and snoop dogg operate,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

Even snoop dogg would be ashame to call you nephew

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer