This is a song about "Tug the puppy"

Here's the answer and the antidote:

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Till he chooses to tug at the game, then watch these uzi's spray

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Saw the bombs on the news

Niggas die over shoes

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

It was a black and white puppy dog face sniffing me

And i can't help but notice

That's thick like puppy slush,