This is a song about "Ginger the dog"

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

If i had the money dog, id probably buy you a pony

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

And macgruff the crime dog couldn't piece you together,

No match to my flow, dog

See what i was taught

With the dog comin’ to pee

I reel them in, goadomes on see

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

That track he also murdered, back then he was the dog that was considered under

Cutting shit up i got a tucked saw zaw what the fucks up law dog

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

I'm the top dog, so sit, bruh, ha!

A legend have to bow, africa