This is a song about "Ezras smell"

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Wanna see you work your body

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

So i wake up in the morning and smell the suns breath

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

This is love, nothing else close

Im so great you can smell it thru your nose

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Even if it does smell fishy

I'm honking with the smell of effort on this occasion

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

U look pathetic and smell like some dog shit

The next day you is everybody target

"i could smell it on you when i saw you"

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through