This is a song about "Snakes"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

You snakes but i'm the anaconda wrapping/

Gotta fight off all the snakes with memories of the pain

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

These snakes was made me insane/ too much corruption

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Got you rattle,like a snakes rattle/

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

They are snakes they are, fake they tryna take away our pride,

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

The laziest snakes are acting all hazy and fake,

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Maybe it's because my friends are fuckin' spineless snakes,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

But they sold jello in the paint

Snakes are just curious of how you taste