This is a song about "Dog food"

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

Dirt dog, no tony romo

You got that indie glow

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

Right, now you say you don't care

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Only real niggas stay on top

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

Separate us, from what jay brought

No match to my flow, dog

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute