This is a song about "Your breath smells"

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

She smells the skunk on me

Trailor trash, ill choke you to your last breath

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I'll spill your guts and i'll murder you till your last breath,

Indubitably i'm too street

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

The freshness of my breath bring your death

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Breath held tight, biting your lip, and your dead by night/