This is a song about "Zebra"

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

Get out my way fore i shoot you like a deer.

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Ill go mad like a lion when he roars!

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

A lion to you a mouse to me i'll come at you intrepid

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

You're fucking scared now. like a deer in a headlights

You know me just no different, put her one floor, next to a dead lion

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,