This is a song about "Smell ya later"

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

Goddamn! these bodies are starting to smell!

You might catch me later

I said i'm hurting her

Fuck it, maybe i'll call back later

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

It's not thanksgiving but only two days later

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Save ya breath like respirators, i might just test ya later,

Ill say see ya later

Say bye bye to her

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

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