This is a song about "Perfect smiles"

Cutting me this worthless check

Either ways it's perfect

What goes up must come down, there'll be smiles there'll be frowns

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

Miles away but you got no smiles

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

A gentle vessel of cheers smearing smiles off demons & the devil.

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

I believe in converting smiles to frowns,

I said practice makes perfect

Just say he's the best

Aight elite for real one take dawg and i'm up outta here

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