This is a song about "Taylor smells like poop"

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

I care less bout ur life time story "taylor swift ima let you finish"

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

One day i took you into the front yard to pee and poop

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

"smells like dope" they'd tell me, i'd just stare at them zoned out

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

Fuck that now trying get the money

She smells the skunk on me

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

But i ain't get to see you today

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,