This is a song about "Taste feel smell sound look appear become seem grow remain stay"

U look pathetic and smell like some dog shit

I work hard for everything i get

Become my husband nothing can undo how i feel about you

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Become fatal and mentally unable to stay stable

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Try to taste this food for thought, and swear that you don't feel a sting

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

A digital visuals about to appear

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

It's roc nation, this my team

Trapped in see, hear, smell, feel and wean