This is a song about "Skunk lust"

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

All around i got these hoes that lust for my pipe

I'm like dracula, reinarnated with a sadistic side of destructive lust

It's a mix of art and science that i use to drop bombs and make scenes silent,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Left to chokers and skunk smoke was coming through the speakers

Sticking to the trip and gearing for the feel of lust

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Yeah you smell like a skunk

Attention is a must

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

Fake niggas i never trust , cause they always lust

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different