This is a song about "Lay back smiles"

And now that i’m getting money

No smiles cause ain't a thing that funny

If you out there let me hear you say

In the back trunk, half dead ya lay

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Lay back and eat steak, as i watch your mother get fucked in the face

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

I believe in converting smiles to frowns,

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

No matter what how i lay,

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/