This is a song about "Bagel dog"

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

And control this shit yourself dog.

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Only real niggas stay on top

Where are you gonna go, dog

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

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk