This is a song about "She makes me smile"

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Makes me wanna ride till i die

She makes me smile and makes sun shine it's a bright world

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

People say smile toward the bad, my humor's giving me a tumor.

I never smiled as a juvenile

And now my new crush gives me the same smile

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

I’m coming back like light-skin and

It makes me such a hypocrite

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Got me quite open for a while

And you could strip me from my pride and my smile

Which makes me hustle my q

I just wanted to be at peace with you