This is a song about "Poison ivey"

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

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

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

And getting money is the song i sing

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Your rhyme is like a poison dart,

Then clouding out the sun with poison smoke

Spent a long time coming up this road

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Told me rep the city good keep the board moving