This is a song about "Smell like fish"

You muther fuckers smell like a dead rose

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

U smell like ma armpit,while uve been on ma cock pit,ma bars hit ma shit like jolie n brad pitt,

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

We self-made but never is an i on the team

You smell like you're an unseen, unclean

No comparing dice, like the devil lets us smell advice, guilt of a sinners

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Your lines are too too simple like a single fish in a pond

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard