This is a song about "Breath stink"

She can't be my mother

Starting to stink bury her,

His attachment, flawed till his last breath/

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

So breath, step back and reflect,

And i ain't never left

And that i spent the night with her

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

Your rhymes stink, like rotten bananas in a trash can,

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

You stink like a lit tire