This is a song about "Getting another dog"

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Barking dog rose from the ashes

Like a dog without paws,

Where would i be without my dogs

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

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

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Every dog has it's day

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see