This is a song about "Scent elves"

Am i clear to you?picture me rollin' nigga, legitfree like o.j. all day

Presidents claiming they heaven sent there scent is stench you gotta stay away

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Im sensing the scent of a verse, ur cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words

Better leave it all behind

Your scent flowing in the wind

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Yeah, riding around with that reefer scent

Same weed good times with a different scent

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

A clever felon sensing the scent of a verse

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Left still while this blizzard blows my whiskey scent

Merely lettin the scent from your stinky raps linger,

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her