This is a song about "My yearbook covered with fakeass smiles"

All these fake smiles cause my heart a little pain

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

Smother with a chloroform covered cover,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Kings covered in potassium it clings

Found dead covered in red

She don’t give her nigga head

Cause id get back from school my niece covered in shit,

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Covered the room in splattered red,

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

I believe in converting smiles to frowns,