This is a song about "Spit heat bitches and dog treats"

I work hard for everything i get

I'm the top dog and you just some shrimp shit

Jesus couldn't speak to me and change me, i'm satan, dog,

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Where i spit, they feel my heat, let em sit,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

Come to my street and try to handle this heat

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

I'm mixed, bringing latvian potato skills and latino heat