This is a song about "You smell"

Took me a while just to write those

Im so great you can smell it thru your nose

You can tell by the amazing smell

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

While i'm making history

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

By my bad shit, you smell the reek of ladders

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

They're trash talk, nothin else kid, your bars fuckin smell

They smell you coming down, oh, look, you can see the flames,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave