This is a song about "Tiger balm"

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

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor