This is a song about "Wilson the dog"

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

How beautiful are thou, africa

Now you say that i'm a cannibal like hannibal off of the silence of the lambs god damn dog,

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

If i had the money dog, id probably buy you a pony

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

But forget the star’s report card dog, so what its shit,

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

I'm the top dog and you just some shrimp shit

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

Because we're the top dog and your no match

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

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

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