This is a song about "Allen ivy"

My raps are timely, they itch you like ivy.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

I tell them to imagine mos def meets woody allen

Spitting vividly as allen poe

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Lilly allen you jump in to

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

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