This is a song about "Dodos nose"

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

You know im the shit boy you better hold ya nose.

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

You like my lines like a bloody nose

Big homie hov said i am close

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Sometimes i wonder what going on beneath my nose

You feel it from your head to your toes

Though music keeps to alter nose,

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Im so great you can smell it thru your nose

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes