This is a song about "Claw"

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Knowing nothing but to chew, scratch, 'n claw,

A falcon who'll get her taloned claw caught up in/

Better or worse, the center of attention

I love the way you scream scratch claw and fight

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Claw out your eyes with a spatula.

If you gonna do it, do it nigga