This is a song about "Poison"

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

My words are like weapons, gats or poison arrows,

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Your rhyme is like a poison dart,

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

The poison modifying her stream for a quicker addiction

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Well you better fear me cause i can turn this cure into a poison,