This is a song about "Poison ivey"

Next time the silly bitch might put poison in my drink.

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Now im doin it, yall can cool it, cause im poison pollutants

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Then clouding out the sun with poison smoke

The street slang i be speakin in code

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

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

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Now they all got a dose of poison, now im in prison,

And this from a person that never believed in religion

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

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