This is a song about "Pick your pony"

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Psycho: i'm liable to go michael, take your pick

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Then i pick you up and bounce you til your head hits the wall

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Y'all get shot at, homie...i do the shooting

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

You shoulda played your cards right, but now you're playing 52 card pick up!

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

So drop the slam and lets get sick

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?