This is a song about "Sexy smell"

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Bitch i just wanna remember your smell

Smell the fumes from the rasta's in a room full of hash

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Whose there? twista breakin' em' off it's a magical sexy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Smell the dirty stench obsessed wit every

Must be something you want me to see

I can smell it in the air

You appear as if you care

They're trash talk, nothin else kid, your bars fuckin smell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

I don't even wanna smell

The twin towers fell