This is a song about "Grass snakes"

Maybe it's because my friends are fuckin' spineless snakes,

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

As much as i wanna leave

Till its grass i'm underneath

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

You snakes but i'm the anaconda wrapping/

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

Stay rolling up that potent grass

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Maybe it's because my friends are fuckin' spineless snakes,

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Got you rattle,like a snakes rattle/