This is a song about "The claw"

I bring the heat like the

The science and the art, africa

And of course, my car's off course

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Heystop running your mouth

Ripped the gown around the blouse,

Your the boat without the paddle

She all that i can handle

Claw out your eyes with a spatula.

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

I love the way you scream scratch claw and fight

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right