This is a song about "Tiger style"

They just hated my style,

Through the barbed wire

They just hated my style,

That it's been awhile

Try to get wit my style

It's real dog, i live in the fire

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

She never ready to go so she forever come

Listen to every word that i slur

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

The mastermind, with appetite, a man of style/

I can't seem to get a rap that suits my rap style

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor

You is not hip then i can not coach her