This is a song about "Pick"

And i be on point like a mutha fucking ice pick

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

No specific pick , no particular list.

Being fly was priority to the lowest

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Gimme a chance to pick myself

Roll up niggas be like sex

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I see the world through different views, my crop pick,

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick