This is a song about "Stray dogs"

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Do ya hear me? i got ravenous rabid guard dogs

I'm beside the future

I fucking cut off your dogs fur

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Kinda makes your mind stray - on that real shit though

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

You bitch on my dick like dogs and thick

But i don't stray, a track out a day

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday