This is a song about "Smell people"

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

Trapped in see, hear, smell, feel and wean

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Yeah you smell like a skunk

And get caught, in the moment

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

I'm honking with the smell of effort on this occasion

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see