This is a song about "Tiger expert"

Tearing your sweaters and necklaces, cause i'm an expert at recklessness

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

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,

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

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

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

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

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

I became the expert on suicide and how to cope,

Cause he learned to control and he's an expert in stealth

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself