Smile #2

Smile at the past when I see it
 Sometimes shit seem out of reach
 But when it do, I look down, see the glass on the ring
 You look close, you could really see your past on repeat
 Tracin' every step back like I'm draggin' my feet
 You should get to know me
 The Devil dance, lean back in my seats
 She blow a kiss, it hit the side of my cheek, I wipe it off
 Lipstick probably still on my skin
 I'm just a victim in this world full of sin
 My mother try and keep me safe (haha)
 Mama try and keep me safe
 When I was eatin' from your beak, I knew I'd grow to fly away
 On my own
 Always told me "stay away from the stove"
 And lit the fire just to heat up the comb
 Now I'm grown
 Uh, I'm grown
 I made my own way
 Yeah, yeah, yeah