This is a song about "No snakes"

They all snakes in the grass

So much class, double d’s and ass

You snakes but i'm the anaconda wrapping/

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Snakes are just curious of how you taste

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Drive you spineless slithering snakes out, call me the pied piper,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

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

She caught up in my love triangle

Got you rattle,like a snakes rattle/

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

When truly we're divided by our wealth, those lying snakes,

This industry is full of arrogant snakes

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves