This is a song about "Raw dog"

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Hit the deli on the corner and get a package of raw

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Ripping up this beat raw dog like a blood hound, ruff ruff,

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Where we spent days learning to spell dog

And now i walk around without a care

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,

She got grove st. on replay

Every dog has it's day

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Barking dog rose from the ashes

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

Separate us, from what jay brought