This is a song about "Wise tiger"

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Other wise you'll get left in a lake of blood

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

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

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

To summarize/ you must survive... with wise decisions

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Its the difference between wise men and wise guys

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

A hero will rise, he needs to be wise

Always knew where the pot was

And spit the wise verses,

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Contrary to the rule of the wise generals