This is a song about "Tiger is on the hunt"

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

Physical frail but on the mic is invincible

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

That's why, the chase is on [x3]

On the hunt for gold within the soul so fuck a necklace

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis

Squirrel is running on the roof

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

That's why, the chase is on [x3]

Convertibles with turbo jets

Don't know her name those ain't really important

Times like this i remember the hunt

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

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture