This is a song about "Cobra"

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

The weed hitting hard and quick just like a cobra,

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

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

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

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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

Choke your ass out with that cobra clutch

Man but this ain't no sign language