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

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Is it possible that i can be up in the likes

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

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

They tried to take it, and say that i'm too small

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

The problem is that his subconscious likes to wrap

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

Blank check? so you're what happened to brian bonsall?

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

And control this shit yourself dog.

I smoke and let the tree talk