This is a song about "Smelly grandmas"

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Cuttin' grandmas off then we took off just fine

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

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

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

The fish was kinda smelly

What them tippers don't see

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

So if it comes down, may the best man win

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

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

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

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing