This is a song about "A mask of fake smiles"

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

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

Fake rappers stick to me like prosthetics of a diabetic who wanted to look visually aesthetic.

Unforgettable gestures, unmeasurable effort, to pleasure the masses with impeccable work ethic

You remind me of cartoons fake as fuck.

Bitches is artificially duck

Way too much right here is at stake

You can think i'm a fake,

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Alot of your smiles are not even accounted for

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

No smiles cause ain't a thing that funny

The world's mask of sanity, has started slipping.

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking