This is a song about "Dog food"

Every dog has it's day

So, they hate and they say

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And in this game you the gators' food

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

I smoke and let the tree talk

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Im still the slum dog, millionaire