This is a song about "Poison"

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

I poison hearts and minds of those temptation slowly creeps into

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Care about none when i spit poison, i'm feral/

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

My words are like weapons, gats or poison arrows,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

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