This is a song about "Each tiger"

Take each day at a time,

If out of line

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire/

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Each choice either leave him lethal or enfeebled

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Lower than my credit score

Each time we had a cold sore

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

And if you’re proud of it let me see your lighter

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

As we all play twister with each other...

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for