Better guard your track

Paws heavy, big dog stompin' the yard,

Teeth sharp, in the night, leave the weak scarred.

Porch lights flicker, heartbeats grow faint,

In the jungle of the concrete, I’m the patron saint.

Can’t hang with the wolves, stay in the den,

Porch ain't the place for the meek or pretend.

Run with the alphas or you’re food for the pack,

Ain’t no turning back, better guard your track.

Claws click on pavement, echo through the night,

Small pups bark loud but they don't bite.

Hustle in the shadows, predator's delight,

Stay on the porch if you fear the fight.

Leashes snap, freedom in the chase,

Hounds on the hunt, ain't no saving face.

Porch too high for the ones who freeze,

Only the brave stand tall in the breeze.

Snarls in the alley, moonlight our crown,

If you ain’t built for the heat, don’t come around.

Porch steps crumble under timid paws,

Big dogs feast, obey no laws.

Can’t hang with the wolves, stay in the den,

Porch ain't the place for the meek or pretend.

Run with the alphas or you’re food for the pack,

Ain’t no turning back, better guard your track.