This is a song about "That awful smell"

So don't be like everyone else that would be awful

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Across the nation, we don't fuck with you and awful status,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Its interesting that you can take a whiff, and still not smell a thing

How did i get so strange? i'm from an awful place

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

And muthafuck the quota

I can smell the shit, fuck dakota

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

My ass sitting, awful on metal without no cushion,

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Grind a lemon to the blunt so that the smoke'll smell fantastic