This is a song about "Mickey cobra"

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

If ya'll don't know ya history ya'll should look a lil' closer

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

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

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I stay cheesin mickey fuckin minney

I just want somebody i can see

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

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

It go microphone check, one, two, yola

The weed hitting hard and quick just like a cobra,

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

-mickey rhymes so furious

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

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