This is a song about "Serpent"

You faker than a lochness, serpent.

With such an ugly picture in it and

Fucked with feeling now the serpent turned into a bigger snake, maybe just a fake.

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

When everybody around you is a stabbing pawning serpent,

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

That’s why the nervous, hmmm, like i’m flying on the plane with a turban

Made the serpent my servant, wrote down my murder sermon.

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

They say i float like a butterfly fly and strike like a serpent

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

I'm lurking underneath quirrell's turban cursin' in serpent

The kundalini serpent is the source of my magic.

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick