This is a song about "Tiger style"

Aren't you somethin' to admire

Didn't wanna die kung fu style

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

Heavy in the game

Yeah you can his style lame

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

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

'less you stabler and benson, i don't fuck with the law

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

See how that shit gonigga walk up in this motherfucker

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

We can talk things over a little a while

It was different version and a different style.