This is a song about "Smiles"

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

I believe in converting smiles to frowns,

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Alot of your smiles are not even accounted for

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

No smiles cause ain't a thing that funny

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

She can.... hear herself beaming as she smiles from ear to ear

Pleading for him to stop but he turns and smiles

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes

I rip smiles off rappers keeping them still like loaf.

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

All these fake smiles cause my heart a little pain