This is a song about "Phantom pain solid snake revolver ocelot"

Slithering snake you whither and shake

If i die before i wake

Trails snake round the river,

You gon' tip her

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Born as a dragon with the heart of a snake

But i gotta make sure i’m right

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

This mother fucker must be some gutter revolver

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Keep my grass cut/ so i can always find a snake

Rock solid like a stalagmite over betty white,

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

Money will made ya a snitch,lier and motherfuckin' snake

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait