This is a song about "Smart ass"

Now i try to play it smart,

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

I'm all talk, a smart ass wit tall socks,

You pull up in parking lots

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

If you were smart then you would run.

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Smart humans stop living, and stupid's are flipping.

You don't got no hustle, now you think your words suppose to be smart?

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

You're smart but lack any common sense.

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

You always said worker smart not hard

February cold as my heart

Lonely road was you two apart i don't think you're smart

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart