This is a song about "Detroit tigers"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Every time i'm at detroit, i've been very weary

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

When u got challenged by a bunch of tigers/ who'd eat you for lunch in diners

They would not oblige to a mind who inclined or flying over climbers

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

420 your a bitch your flow is wack and your a complete lmae faggot you dont live in detroit

If a nikka tryna beat u/ ask em for a round/ nah dat yall know about me/ i hope that yall enjoyed/

Detroit boy gon' fly, gon' get popped and land in novi

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

You ain't detroit, im the d

I'd done stacked many