This is a song about "Persona"

Im just a dumby who doesn't care, people findin my whole persona so hard to bare

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Your false persona while i'm on ya baby's c "bbc" like the english channel

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Suave of a persona of a street hustler combining with theory's weaving of

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Sinister persona similar to how hitlers was

And try to say he smells some funny aroma,trying to keep the persona,

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

I made this song to say fuck my public persona,

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa