This is a song about "Stink"

How simple they are

You stink like a lit tire

In fact, they stink like the stuff dat oozes on a girl pad.

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

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

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

But i think they stink like poo

Hey now got a thing for you

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

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

If critics say my rhyme's stink, i'll fry em til there's burnin smells

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

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

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Cause i can’t wait much longer

Starting to stink bury her,