This is a song about "Stink bug"

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Your raps stink, just like your shittin' armpits.

Feel my wrath, take a bath, you stink.

That means i wanna be the highest

What we gotta do to survive

Your balls cry during bug life

Bug on my window, maggot, you duck like in limbo, flopping

Like a virgin, cherry faggot, we could get it popping

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

If we talk your lines, well they stink more than a sewer.

You stink like a lit tire

It's real dog, i live in the fire