This is a song about "Golfing like tiger woods"

Rappers please step forward

In the woods outside on the dirt

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

You like my lines like a bloody nose

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

But still i hear rustles in the woods and i think it's the police emerging,

Like sierra leone.

I'm in tha zone

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

My skin is so cut up i look like a tiger, but im a cutter,

Stressed like sniping best like exciting blazed like igniting

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing