Who am I? ft. Kish Yabish Lyrics

Who Am I I I I

Who AmI I I

Who Am

I have questions everyday I find The Answers like AI 

Rather get hurt from the truth than to live safe behind a lie

Last name is McDonald but ask me if I'm Lovin' It 

Tried to stomach it now I'm celibate I don't really fuck wit it

New name yo Kish Yabish Lui Kang flow wit the sickest kicks

All in ya ear dawg I'm an APE Artist Producer Engineer 

Doin this for many years can't say the same bout all my peers 

We don't compare I don't care what's to tell what's to share

Lost a few who aren't here eyes ran through alotta tears

(I) Wanted to die these thoughts intrusive 

Couple times bumped a couple of lines outside of music 

Alcoholic although knowin that Brandy was so abusive 

Wrestled with it off of the mat and the top rope

Overused it with too many excuses to not cope

My muse is through music helping me feel hope

I'm addicted to this thing called life like it's real dope

And I pledge allegiance to my uce back again we in the booth

From a city where it's home to basketball I'ma shoot

From a city where it's home to Smith & Wesson I'ma shoot

I'm a God talkin blasphemous to me gets you rebukedI got tension I got questions

I got a list of a whole lot of problems

I need to address them

I guess I'm messed up I think I'm deflecting

I've got a problem with everything I've done but that's in the past tense

Shift my direction fight with addiction pardon my distance I didn't mean this

I know you don't need this probably think I don't mean this; but I hope you believe when

I show you my character how you perceive it?

Roll up another one I smoke another blunt I got like 10 in rotation

Who could I be in a minute?

I always test my own patience I always fall into anger I'm always over reacting

Out of my mind bitch I'm going through changes transcending my soul and my body

My physical being is no longer belonging to me exercising the hauntings

I had a call with my partner he told me "lil' brodie keep moving in motion"

I remember the last call with my Pops and he told me "you got this keep going"

I know that my sister look down on me watching the way that I push through commotion

I know that I got this but I still have fights with myself about shit from the old days

I used to rap about drugs and the deterioration and how they was hurting me

I used to rap about none singing some songs that really didn't mean none to me

(I used to think it was fun til' I realized that that shit was really killing me)