This is a song about "Scent"

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Merely lettin the scent from your stinky raps linger,

Left still while this blizzard blows my whiskey scent

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Yeah, riding around with that reefer scent

A clever felon sensing the scent of a verse

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

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

Slashing these words, flashing the birds. my speciality is gathering the herds,

Pay my haters not too much mind

Your scent flowing in the wind

Use dog shit to mask your fucking scent

Life has put her to the test

Same weed good times with a different scent

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest