This is a song about "Stink"

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

Walking around like my shit don't stink

Your rhymes stink, like rotten bananas in a trash can,

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

"it makes me sick;stick so deep;stink so bad like never before."

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

These rappers stink i make em bloodied body but then karma came

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

Your raps stink like opening paint, it's game set

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

I'm beside the future

Starting to stink bury her,

Feel my wrath, take a bath, you stink.

That ice be onto my neck and wrist