This is a song about "Room full a snakes"

I'm going through something with life

It's a career choice full of strife

Won't run out anytime soon

My book case looks like a psych. room

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Sitting in a room doing nothing but chill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Got you rattle,like a snakes rattle/

Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,