This is a song about "Dog sick"

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

And control this shit yourself dog.

Separate us, from what jay brought

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

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

Non-fictional is my dog like go fetch

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

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

Where are you gonna go, dog

Ha, okay that 90210 talk

Jesus couldn't speak to me and change me, i'm satan, dog,

Watch with 30 rocks in it no peacock, a little nbc talk