This is a song about "Wise tiger"

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Its the difference between wise men and wise guys

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Saying "you've grown wise, this is good bye."

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Contrary to the rule of the wise generals

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Word to the wise, peace to the narrator.

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Music-wise credentials include the hardest of all grinds

Wise ones who move tumble stand to rumble

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

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

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them