This is a song about "Bad people is like poison"

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

See i let my nigga split that

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

My prada lows, for the most part it's only nike

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Your rhyme is like a poison dart,

Thats what happens if you degrade indian rappes like "this indian is rappin' bad"

Screamin, "fuck - all y'all niggaz" in swahilipistol packin fresh out of jail, i ain't goin back

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

My words are like weapons, gats or poison arrows,

Love reefer and love sneaker above those