This is a song about "The hound"

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

You niggas so annoying why you gotta try and hound

My god come before this bread

You have a hound on a lead,

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Reason she's found to hound today or whenever.

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I'll hound you till your murked when i sickly spit

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Thought you were safe and sound? she had found, ima hound

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

Sippin lemonade while holdin back a demon hound

And i listen to common

The bigger the the fun