This is a song about "You re a snake"

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Its a man's world re-write your lines lickety split

That moschino shit is so back

Hell naw you need to re-think that

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Slithering snake you whither and shake

Its snake, whew fam, does that ring a bell?

True player, cory mo cold as hell

Im like a viper snake,move slow and focussed

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

Keep my grass cut/ so i can always find a snake

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,