This is a song about "Nose picking"

Prolific, picking victims one by one

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Picking up all the girls on the street,

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

We can let scuds blast in a grudge match if theres a bone to be picking

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

- picking by pages, about to show my flow/

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Sometimes i wonder what going on beneath my nose

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

We love for a while then a light goes

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose