This is a song about "That small dog brian likes"

I could be brian and you could be stewart

And i can get em all without lots of effort

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

That track he also murdered, back then he was the dog that was considered under

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

I got a girl that likes it when we never fight

Don’t like to see when she talk

And control this shit yourself dog.

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

I'm the kind of kid that likes to sprint down the hall with some scissors

To have a dog like me, on your back like that monkey,

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Because there ain't no coming back from that

The problem is that his subconscious likes to wrap