[Chorus: Mandrill sample] The sun is in the sky but I refuse to smile Still darkness lingers in my mind [Wale - Talking over chorus] f** am I smile for? You don't even know what you talkin' about Look... How the f** am I goin' smile? See y'all n***as got the wrong guy The box that I'm in isn't mine to be in Must I remind you again? The mind is an engine My drive doesn't drive for intolerance because I'm popular to bloggers and pirates The ignorant downgrade me to average but they don't even know half of the rapper So they threw me in the skinny jeans crew because I rap about sh** that the people really do If I got Glocks poppin' at Pica**o that proper I'd rather rap about politics and Prada Gucci and b**hes, and hip-hop business I don't gotta pa** stones like f**ed up kidneys to make y'all listen, and get my vision While the real n***as hear it, b**h n***as goin' whisper B-grade rappers gasp like wind sprints Whack rappers sound better when they dis skip and look better with their wrists slit Then, and only then will you motherf**ers see a grin (Wale) [Chorus: Mandrill sample] The sun is in the sky But I refuse to smile Still darkness lingers in my mind [Memphis Bleek - Talking over chorus] Ha, I mean, I really don't got nothin' to smile about You know? Let's get low, Brooklyn, Bed-Stuy Yep, I keep my head up The only thing down is the top I mean mug n***a cause the grind don't stop Last week, my little homie got popped and Lord knows if the gun play law stopped f** cops and politics I'm into makin' hoods hot as sh** Now ain't that boutta' b**h? Had a strong team, until the feds came Peepin' down the week Tote it all mang' So what the f** am I smiling 'bout? This the sh** here n***as on the island 'bout and the foe building right now wild'n out So I don't wanna hear about how you Gucci'd out n***a, I'm bout' to pour about a hundred out out the bank, and bail all my n***as out f** you think? Get low! [Chorus: Mandrill sample] The sun is in the sky but I refuse to smile Still darkness lingers in my mind