This is a song about "Picking up girls"

Cold, my style making my nose run

Prolific, picking victims one by one

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

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

Shouting out your addictions like the blunt got you picking up the micstand, goddamn..

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

Picking words from the top of my cranium

I'm at where you can't come like no semen