This is a song about "Baby snake"

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Born as a dragon with the heart of a snake

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Hold up i'm your baby.

Rollin' with my baby

I was wondering maybe

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

So i could see a part of me that wasn't always shady

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Snake: submit your mother fucking verse yo

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

On a snake who faked the jack, yo, lift it back

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Velociraptors, reptilian scales of snake lips,

Thing gliding like a f'n snake.

They fasting they won't leave me ate