This is a song about "Smelly emmanuel"

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Come up to your peep hole, leave you fuckin' smelly nigga,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly

#smelly to the #feet, #fleet, #fighting to #defeat

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

The fish was kinda smelly