This is a song about "Tiger cubs"

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

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

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

We calling his bluff, so get your nose on this handgun

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

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

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

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

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

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats