This is a song about "Chumlee the dog"

Where are you gonna go, dog

Man i spit that pimp talk

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

And bad bitches give me head and tell

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

Our children must be taught, of africa

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

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Nah, i ain't even gonna pretend that you fought. my ideas are not something that cannot be bought.

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

That track he also murdered, back then he was the dog that was considered under

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

It's only fitting cause i'm looking super fly with you

My ideas bout to be in the marketplace like a dog shoo