This is a song about "Viper"

J. cole's her ghost writer

In left hand mic,in right a viper.

I'm the king cobra, call me the viper soldier, nobody colder,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

And i act as a viper in any given cypher

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I think it excited her

Then i should be a viper

Spitting that venom like i'm a viper/

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

My dick is like a viper cause it needs to consume

Refill the stomach of a biter, with the venom of a viper

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

Im like a viper snake,move slow and focussed