This is a song about "Smell bad"

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

By my bad shit, you smell the reek of ladders

"i could smell it on you when i saw you"

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

I can smell it in the air

You appear as if you care

It's that crack, give you something to sell

You can tell by the amazing smell

I am gonna learn a smell that is called suicide death

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Back pack smell like sour and breath like corona

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall