This is a song about "Smile of hell"

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

I understand that it's hard to smile through hell

Entering the first ring i've reached the edge of hell,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

He throws up every single bit of his hell

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

In the midst of a hell pit

Get the zippo and spark the shit

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Instead of the asylum i was somewhere in hell

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Makes for a hell of party

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

The only smile that will surface is when all hell breaks loose