This is a song about "Smooth jazz"

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Coughing up octane, slick and smooth tongs stained

A smooth operator operating correctly,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

My rhymes are smooth they flow like water from a tap

? all white but the phantom is all black

And boastin cause i know this kid can't prove that his flow is smooth

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

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Celebratin', pop a cork sip that smooth champagne

Soothing jazz juxtaposing the pizzazz of this room/

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Her body felt smooth as he dug the knife in

They gon' love me for my ambition