Identity

my identity is strange seeing how i don't put out the best of me

chemically i'm outta range, felony committed to my enemies

i put myself out heavily, especially seeing how i don't get empathy

i still am breathlessly spitting out my legacy ahead of me

well first i'm kinda peasantry, second i'm not that much good pleasantly or mentally

my tendency to act big is addicting like ecstasy

essentially i'm potential for a rap career dependency

accidentally getting popular unprofessionally

successfully coincidentally and experimentally

getting a good reputation respectively

thanks people for my identity

Frame me up, then take me down

Cause I’m so hard to keep around

Oh, who am I, why should I care

All of our work spills everywhere.

But now the vision’s pretty blurry with my shit up on a shelf

Sit upon a pedestal and look at all the work I made

But now it’s cutting into me just like a blade

Serenade the world with words I hurl like meteors onto the planet

So fools can make like they aluminum and can it

Manning up and planning on a better picture in the mirror

But the smoke that follows with it makes it hard to see me clearer

Getting nearer as I try to make myself an urban hero

But I lack the stacks, the money, the deniro

If I had a few, I probably do what everybody’s dream is on the site

I would grab the game a take a juicy bite

But until then, I’m up day and night, just doing what I do

Living up to all me standards, never old and never new

I’m just a very clever dude that like to write in his time

So I hope you find yourself inside my rhymes

Frame me up, then take me down

Cause I’m so hard to keep around

Oh, who am I, why should I care

All of our work spills everywhere.