This is a song about "Sarahs dog"

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

No medal here, i'm well aware

Don’t like to see when she talk

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Jesus couldn't speak to me and change me, i'm satan, dog,

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk

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

You be in they call log

And control this shit yourself dog.

And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

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

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