This is a song about "Stink"

Walking around like my shit don't stink

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

Starting to stink bury her,

Not now not ever

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

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

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Your raps stink, just like your shittin' armpits.

We about to set this bitch on fire

You stink like a lit tire

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

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