This is a song about "Ezras smell"

Come back as a zombie don't mind the smell

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

I can smell the shit, fuck dakota

Tell 'em build a boat like noah

They're trash talk, nothin else kid, your bars fuckin smell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

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

Watching for the cops that's moving through

And i put you on the team

Trapped in see, hear, smell, feel and wean

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Im so great you can smell it thru your nose