This is a song about "Madison ivy"

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

My raps are timely, they itch you like ivy.

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith