This is a song about "Biggie smells"

Fuck that now trying get the money

Same to biggie, but i'd think they'd agree

Biggie smalls hungry for enchiladas and pork!

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

She smells the skunk on me

C’mon and let’s chill baby

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

And talking shit we gon' party all day

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Best shit to come out the ville, call me the bluegrass biggie/

You'll need a miracle pill to be the next biggie, for real,

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

That means biggie and pac are still on the mic