This is a song about "Smearing shit on my face"

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Keep a smile on my face, just so they can hate

I need my face on a black card

A working genius, a work of art

Your playing my shit on repeat

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Got my face on the signs now, im kinda big deal

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Face it man i'm always on some loco entertain shit

You can feel it via spirit

I'm on my figure 8 shit

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face lookin' boy

Just know that i'm always

That puts that smile on my face