This is a song about "Taste"

Snakes are just curious of how you taste

But they sold jello in the paint

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

But we be having that jersey

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

But they both taste the same

But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

No homo, just admire the power

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

Pure evil , can never go to waste, such a bitter taste.

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Like a freddy krueger with better music taste

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

So close now i can almost taste it.