This is a song about "Poisonous"

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

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

I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping

Nah fuck that that's some poisonous thinking

Almost let go through the throat, these poisonous substances

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

My mind is more poisonous than a black widow

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though