This is a song about "Tiger balm"

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

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

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

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,

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

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor

Of impactful things one can ask for

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one