This is a song about "Lion on my left arm"

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

On this safari, you'll see the cat's a lion,

As my name get bigger this game get different

He wants me, he wrote my name on his arm and

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Breaking my back for that minimum wage,angry like a lion biting through his cage,

More like the mixtape presidentbarack o'drama!it was definitely time for change

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Mapping the next cut on his arm, he rubs the razor along, it floods.

But that time quickly left my mind

Good help is hard to find

On my heart you've left a scar

Slumdog far apart any sub par