Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?

The n***a pursuing greatness, capitalizing on my mistakes
And everything I learned in life in the midst of my misplacement
Teaching n***as to push the limits, replace kush and liquor, kicks and denim
With dreams that will break the barrier door when you kick it
Spit in the face of your critics
Rip off the face of ya haters
Now or later, power ranger
We can take the world if you with it
Dreams on top of dreams, visions on top of visions visions vary
Visions vary, prisons scary
It's not as cool as it seems
We all kings and queens
We balled Mr. Clean
Get it all and then spend it all cuz when you die then it means
Nothing to a dead soul
Death row, what you been on since the get go
Let go of false promises rooted in currency
When I die bury me a G
Na n***a bury me

But Who am I?
The things that I've been through
Involve 2 pistols, some weed
Let me elaborate with this pencil
N***as think that they hard
But being hard
Is to know God
And drop the Facade ,regardless, of the nonsense, and conflicts
You encounter ,in counting
Faith moving a mountain
We all just amounting
To nothing
The suffering will increase
If suffering is just a means, of vengeance
Repetition with no repentance, is sin

But Who Am I?
The n***a building the bridge between righteous and un,
I mean righteous and us, I mean righteous and them
The loss of conviction
On the brightly lighten
Rode to recognition for being notor-rious with the pen

But Who Am I?
Just a n***a that's a saint in a sinner
Repainting the image, that's been notoriously painted less vivid
Hope you getting the picture
Kodak, Prozac, ride for the cujos
Know that, lost some
Sew that hole back
Sew that hole shut!
They know what's up
Loyalty precedes royalties
I won't even die when they bury me
N***as don't cry when you carry me
Ima stay alive long as these n***as hearing me

Who am I?