This is a song about "Serpent"

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

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

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

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

I'm sure you get the point and i prefer you throw it urgent

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

When everybody around you is a stabbing pawning serpent,

You faker than a lochness, serpent.

But nah, he is quite different

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

The kundalini serpent is the source of my magic.

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

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come