This is a song about "Rough animal"

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

You aint getting a piece of flesh,you herbivorous animal

Cannibal animal whose on the loose

When they hear me rocking the groove

I put these poems all in these songs

Would to an animal he scores

To play rough without acting tough

And i can't help but notice

That will my make your life rough

Pocket racked up all big faces

I'm breathing for a purpose

But it wasn't enough,they want mo' rough

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

My animal instinct, will tear you to ballistics