This is a song about "Poisonous"

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Almost let go through the throat, these poisonous substances

Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

My mind is more poisonous than a black widow

Nah fuck that that's some poisonous thinking

My sister and them, all my niggas listening