This is a song about "Room full a snakes"

Trip, and then you never snitch

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

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

This industry is full of arrogant snakes

Nothing elegant in a room with a big ass elephant

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

My book case looks like a psych. room

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Then the walls come up and she's alone in a crowed room

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Sitting in a room doing nothing but chill

I'm a platter full of odds and ends,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments