This is a song about "Allen ivy"

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Lilly allen you jump in to

Knowing that i need you

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Spitting vividly as allen poe

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Which is the root of all negative

I tell them to imagine mos def meets woody allen

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Look it something they can't ever see

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

My raps are timely, they itch you like ivy.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see