This is a song about "Scent legs"

Merely lettin the scent from your stinky raps linger,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Your brains nothing but two virgin legs…

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Legs... stamina's up as i run this

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Planned to give a tooth, but not my arms and legs

All my jeans have three pant legs for dealin with this ordeal

I ain't ever ask for nothing to make it right here

30 second submission ain't even staged, it ain't good luck when i break both ya legs

The possibilities endless, what to expect, i'll stop this killin spree, fuck it, who's next?

While the bitch’s legs kick trying to break free

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Yeah, riding around with that reefer scent

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed