This is a song about "His smile"

The child was holding her finger with a smile on his face...

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Making me smile (making me smile------) can't

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

I just want to be next to you to see your smile

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

He sad but he keep the smile on his face

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Behind a smile there they hide,

You see me at work, you never see me smile

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

When i get to warwick avenue

Patience child. i smile upon you.

But even when i see you smile,

That ain't really my style