This is a song about "The stink"

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Your raps stink, just like your shittin' armpits.

The bigger the the fun

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Starting to stink bury her,

I be on my dark liquor

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

Walking around like my shit don't stink

Now i'm back with one of my latest