This is a song about "Your a snake"

I'm a snake injecting some venom in

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

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

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Made out of a goo snake that's a fact where's you're last act

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

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

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

Fucked with feeling now the serpent turned into a bigger snake, maybe just a fake.

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Velociraptors, reptilian scales of snake lips,

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics