Oh, good grief.
Stinkbomb
Well I’m a stinky motherfucker, can you feel me stinking? are you coughing and blinking? is that what you were thinking? overcome in an aroma coma, I’m an olfactory fact so get back SLACK! I never cover my tracks! FACT! I never wash my dacks! BOOM! Releasing my sweet perfume from the crack of doom when I enter the room…
When I was ten years old I felt something shift and I discovered my gift when I sniffed (HALLELUJAH!) boo yah my own organic cologne, strippin’ every nose right back to the bone, so don’t stand so close to me, ‘cos I’m brewin’ up a full-fledged dose of me, pretty soon you’re gonna pray for a breeze, a death of a thousand cuts and I am the cheese…
You can tell by the smell that I dealt it, you felt it, you feel it, you’re gonna keep feeling it too (P.U.!) a little bottom blossom from me is a beautiful flower from the power that be, I put the B.O. in B. Obi Wan Kenobi, the odor in Yoda, you know me so show me respect when you detect me comin’ (STAND BACK!), these underpants are turnin’ black…