This is a song about "Smiles"

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

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

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Alot of your smiles are not even accounted for

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

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

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

Bring the battering ram where you live

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

I believe in converting smiles to frowns,

We will never die, we are forever alive

Pleading for him to stop but he turns and smiles