This is a song about "Fuck the police they can smell my weed"

It's that crack, give you something to sell

You can tell by the amazing smell

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And i can smell 12 from a block away, leave the scene

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

So just pass the weed, i smash ‘em g’s, you can call my ass a master p,

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

He still got the smell of my perfume on his sweater

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Are tearin' at the system, they released dogs and streets' police,

They smell you coming down, oh, look, you can see the flames,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes