This is a song about "Claw"

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

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

Claw out your eyes with a spatula.

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

I love the way you scream scratch claw and fight

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

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

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

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