This is a song about "Scent legs"

Febreeze, your carcass will decompose until you ain't got a #scent #left!

Plus the broad band’s always slow and your like “ohh, has it loaded yet”

Use dog shit to mask your fucking scent

I'm no whiner and complaining was never my intent

He's scared to get lost in the gap between your legs

Balances they could still be the jokers friends