This is a song about "Anthony the tiger"

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Where the fuck the chorus

Hop off the bus

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

The bigger the the fun

We have nothing in common

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen