This is a song about "You re a snake"

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

On a snake who faked the jack, yo, lift it back

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Or i'll withdraw with the force of a snake

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

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

But it feels like i'm getting thrown in a snake pit

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

Regardless if your a fake or a snake and you can try you can sigh

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

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

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see