This is a song about "Poison poison poison poison poison poison poison"

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

My words are like weapons, gats or poison arrows,

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

I've talked about this before, poison in the seeds,

Then clouding out the sun with poison smoke

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

I've talked about this before, poison in the seeds,

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

I like my girls skinny with brains

Poison in our veins

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

I guess you could say that's my poison, such a lovely crutch

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch