This is a song about "Picking"

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Licking picking and ticking the package,

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

While you tryin to make a living, picking wrappers.

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

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Then my brother started picking on me

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Prolific, picking victims one by one

With all due respect i do respect you enough to expect

Feel need to feel my creed the im picking ya to be the next