This is a song about "Smelly me load"

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

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

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke