This is a song about "Cobra kai"

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

The weed hitting hard and quick just like a cobra,

I'm the king cobra, call me the viper soldier, nobody colder,

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

These shoulders crushed from cobra clutches, shit is gettin' dangerous,

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Sometimes i feel i can't get out of a certain cobra clutch,

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Choke your ass out with that cobra clutch

My mama smoked so god damn much

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

Sometimes i feel i can't get out of a certain cobra clutch,

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much