This is a song about "Dog moth ass"

Kirko paint her walls

Like a dog without paws,

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…

And now i walk around without a care

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Where we spent days learning to spell dog

And control this shit yourself dog.

I smoke and let the tree talk

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

You foogazie, boss up, boss up with your time dog

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

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad