This is a song about "Milan smells"

And try to say he smells some funny aroma,trying to keep the persona,

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

She smells the skunk on me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

"smells like dope" they'd tell me, i'd just stare at them zoned out

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

If critics say my rhyme's stink, i'll fry em til there's burnin smells

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

Put that pussy right up in my face, i remember, the way she put it down

I'm hearing familiar sounds familiar smells, only time can tell whos gonna run this town.

And it smells like burger king.

The time is waiting

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

U love when im in pain ur like a shark that smells blood/