This is a song about "My dog wahle"

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

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

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

My ideas bout to be in the marketplace like a dog shoo

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

I'm bout to vick em and then take em to my dog pound

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Woof, bitch, top dog lay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Ain't scared of shit, got dog treats in my locker