This is a song about "Scent elves"

Same weed good times with a different scent

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Merely lettin the scent from your stinky raps linger,

Yeah, riding around with that reefer scent

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

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

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Use dog shit to mask your fucking scent

People's opinions are inverted as a sorceress of language costs you your verbs,

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

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

A clever felon sensing the scent of a verse

Your scent flowing in the wind

Fucking with a motherfucking mind