Who Are You (Freestyle) Video (MV)

I compare with anybody
Appearance is just an order

Glass empty, glass half full
But that's the quora

Niggas thinking that they square
But my circle connecting boarders

And raw
Do it all
That's the purpose of where we going

Indefinite where we step
It's irrelevant, nonetheless

Pack a little bag up
Sell it and that's a mess

Less we open up the grip to our lip
When we fumble drop and then stick

Funny how a nigga watch and then he do it like this

I'm just saying
Cuz the minds of the mental
Bragging for the quiet
And saving it for the next one
I be writing songs
And then I'mma write another

Mad love for my brothers, my brother, my sister
Winning contenders
Why you selling
Outta jail and I'm simeritan
Blood in his eyes
While the demons mass hysteria

Even masses like Jesus passes and sharing homes
Everybody playing the game but we all end up alone

Everything so sent up
Don't end up
Don't change

Thank god
And the stars cuz I
Finally gotta change

This my way in
My way to the top before I weigh in
All the fame and pop when I show up and feel amazing
So

Thank you
And thank you too
Cuz when the pressure caving who am I thank but me and you
I'm just sharing pain in every song it's always something knew
Therapy heredity scaring me into catchy tunes

Who are you?