This is a song about "Cobra"

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

The weed hitting hard and quick just like a cobra,

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

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

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

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

Choke your ass out with that cobra clutch

Trying to give them light and a message