This is a song about "Tiger scrolls found while on casual strolls"

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I finally found them, after standing on top of the mountain.

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

They said they found me on the bathroom floor, damn

As i light one for ill will

While on the moon guess i'm micheal

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Attached like pants keepin casual

We gotta get back to what really matters

Stayin' on it, while these superstitious rappers,

Listen to every word that i slur

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

Then i sat on my disk, opened the inter-net, searched the site, guess what i found:

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground