This is a song about "Allen ivy"

I tell them to imagine mos def meets woody allen

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Spitting vividly as allen poe

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

If my flow had nitrous, barry allen couldn't witness this,

Don’t mean to disrespect you

Lilly allen you jump in to

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

My raps are timely, they itch you like ivy.