This is a song about "Picking"

Today i feel i'm still picking homos out my nonexistent beard,

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Picking heads for oral

This is the root of all evil

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Dont you feel like picking me up and killing those parents!"

I suppose, when i'm finished,ill hook ya up with a date but i'm picking the thickest

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

Bring down your tower i'm picking

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

Theres probably subtext, are you picking it up