This is a song about "The dog"

I smoke and let the tree talk

You are the snow pissed on by my dog

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

When the case is on me fight like a dog, call me michael vick,

The worst is you cos you shit like a dog bit like pussy

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And macgruff the crime dog couldn't piece you together,

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

I'm the top dog, so sit, bruh, ha!

A legend have to bow, africa

Or will i turn savage and live in the trees? maybe a dog to keep me company.

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

But lucifer's the one that wanted you, he threw the dog a bone,

Cutting shit up i got a tucked saw zaw what the fucks up law dog

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk