This is a song about "Smelly taiye"

The fish was kinda smelly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

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

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

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

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing

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

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep