This is a song about "Lay back smiles"

We hustle to survive

Miles away but you got no smiles

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

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

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/

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

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

You wack rappers can go lay

I swear i'm coming back one day

In the back trunk, half dead ya lay

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

She can.... hear herself beaming as she smiles from ear to ear

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real