This is a song about "A dog"

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Only real niggas stay on top

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat

Born alone, work alone, die alone

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

C'mere slut! (shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

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

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

With some white dust from wings i crushed back in the knack/ and a rack of spices i pour on top/

And god forbid i see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog

But it's still cool just to dream man because

They damn dog, you a boss, credits to you hats off