I Lyrics

It's time to get real on this one

It's time to tell my story

So who am I

Who am I

Who am I

How to identify

My roots travel to the other side of the earth

Ever since birth I was left to wonder why

I got this feeling inside that I'm not quite fitting in

You see my mother was an immigrant

Not by choice fleeing persecution from the revolution

Don't accept her kind she's a Baha'i

So is my father but he's a white American

Living in a nation of white supremacist ideology

Messing with my psychology

On the one hand my people are oppressed by a clenched fist

On the other hand my people cover their eyes to a people with a raised fist

But the question is what is a hand for

To exert force? See it's unfortunate

Instead of lending a hand or a handshake

Our forefathers couldn't handle what the Redeemer of man had to say

Be ye as the fingers of one hand the members of one body

But instead they took everyone that embraced and embodied the Cause of oneness and dismembered their bodies

From Fort Tabarsi to Zanjan Nayriz Mazandaran Yazd Tabriz to Tehran

The blood of the martyrs like water flowing through the soil of the hearts of the righteous

And as their souls took the flight to bliss nothing but light to give

Breakers of the dawn forsaking their earthly form for the sake of God

The nation destined to be my destination

With the destructive machine of manifest destiny directly contradicting humanity's destiny illuminated by God's Manifestations

A country founded on lies

Indigenous genocide

Dirty money from cash crops on stolen land

Cultivated by stolen African hands

Blood of oppressive tyranny pouring down torrentially to the dirt and the seas of the West

Built on theft exploitation and the deepest form of prejudice materialism and selfishness

The most corrupt civilizations if you can even call them that

I'm tied to these two points on the map

The birthplace of the Dawnbreakers now in heaven

Gotta be a living sacrifice to be a spiritual descendent uh

Who am I? Is it something assigned or do I get to decide? It's on my mind yeah

Who am I? Who am I

Who am I? Is my life really mine? Or guided by the Divine how to define? yeah

Who am I? Who am I

As a youth I was timid afraid to stand out

Many thoughts up in my mind but my mouth not a sound

What if I am not accepted? too controlled by the doubt

So instead of using my voice I fade into the crowd

But then I found the power of rap

Just a fan at first but something about it would grab

My attention possessing my mind and my soul it was packed

With so much power and style and swagger

Wondered can I tap into that

So I picked up the pen wrote a couple lines

And the power started to flow with every rhyme

Written from my mind had to face my fear do I decide

To share or do I keep this power locked up inside uh

Something told me I had to share my light

Didn't sound great at first but my friends said my flow was alright

And the message was nice but then the power stalled until

I had a moment that would change my life yeah

8000 miles from my home on a trip to Cameroon

God works in mysterious ways shout out to Awu and Duke Frank

I spit some rhymes for 'em gassed me up must've filled my tank

And reignited my drive to change the world my world was changed

Their encouragement gave me courage to take a leap

Recorded my first song new power released

Then time to release Went from A to Z

Writing rapping recording then releasing

Now people singing along to my songs with me and

I can feel the energy start to build up inside of me

Lyrics kept on flowing prayed to God to keep on guiding me

As I'm sharing Wizdome in my rhymes hoping it LIT up the mind

When I Release The Power of the pen and let it shine

To remind the people they're Created Noble that's my aim

And when I lay these verses down it's sacred like a Holy Day

I want you to Be Happy when you hear me rapping

But it's more than that because it's giant shoulders that I'm standing on

In Hip hop so many artists in the history

and culture that helped make this movement into what it came to be

The empowerment the spirit of change and revolution against oppression strength and confidence and storytelling

Taking inspiration from the past and then on top of a beat

I humbly add a contribution that's authentically me

Who am I? Is it something assigned or do I get to decide? It's on my mind yeah

Who am I? Who am I

Who am I? Is my life really mine? Or guided by the Divine how to define? yeah

Who am I? Who am I

I One syllable one sound two horizontal lines running parallel bound by a pillar down the middle same symbol representing the most perfect Roman numeral one

Before we reach this station our soul originates from the spiritual worlds of perfection

No beginning no end just like a circular dot but then at the time of conception

Whether you're ready or not your soul connects to the embryo

Which is more like a box locked in by material laws

But then this dot and and this box capitalize together they are drawn to become one

To become I I am a human being but this only lasts a mortal life

My physical body remains in the world below acting like a mirror reflecting my soul uh

Until that day finally comes when it's time to return body to the world of dust

As our soul yearns to come home to the spiritual realms like a stream to the ocean

Light ray back to the sun

We all come from God and unto Him we return created in the image of the Divine

See the light at the close of my eye cuz when I die is when my life truly becomes alive yeah

Who am I? Is it something assigned or do I get to decide? It's on my mind yeah

Who am I? Who am I

Who am I? Is my life really mine? Or guided by the Divine how to define? yeah

Who am I? Who am I