This is a song about "They might be beatuiful tigers"

Must be wise or i might get exiled

My direction good, well-rounded type

I be gettin' money

I'm popular so she might be

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And these amphetamine routines might be a memory

Then again you might be lying

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Some of em might be harming

They might send me home in a minute, ill be home in a minute

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,

Good help is hard to find

Say its absurd, you might be right

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight