This is a song about "Sabertooth tiger"

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Like i was charlie sheen, i got tiger blood, that shit causes me to be mean,

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

If you wish to wake the tiger, at least give him his fangs

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

And there's little to be glad for

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her