This is a song about "Horn dog"

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

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

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

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

Every dog has it's day

And we here to stay

Cause i break it out a lot

Where we spent days learning to spell dog

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Horn, the devil, extar pointed by fucking horns

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad