This is a song about "A snake killer"

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Keep my grass cut/ so i can always find a snake

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Cause honestly i feel the radio is staright filler

The next god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,

Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

I wake, and lurk on discuss like a #snake,

They say them colors must be fake

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Acting like you're a cop-killer slash godzilla,

If i should die before i wake

Thing gliding like a f'n snake.