This is a song about "Ezras smell"

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,

While i'm making history

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

That fire flow the finest women i adore

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

Dmv they know me well

I don't even wanna smell

Bitch i just wanna remember your smell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

I am gonna learn a smell that is called suicide death

Let me rideuntil i get free

Even if it does smell fishy

I can smell it in the air

They're tryin to say that i don't care