This is a song about "You have a chode"

You have a hound on a lead,

If your man want to bet

Your life is a product of trash

Thats a nice gun you have

These words spout you have a creativity drought

In her defense she a part of the crowd

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Never have you heard of a lyrical soldier

Is not far from white girls with big bread

You have a hound on a lead,

So close i could give flip a play

This with a fuck you have a nice day

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Code red, which means you go red

You have a hound on a lead,