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eatin' by the fishes
I be really doin' this shit got me shootin' with percision
Like how Klay and Curry did it
And I hope I'm never missin'
Still will

the numbers, I'm goin astronaut, debutants come with the charm, raised by Juggernauts, who am I? Do or die, am I really ready for what's true inside? You and I

Look is your new favourite song aye
I got no groupies but who am I kidding cos I think I'll end up alone aye
2018 just give me head just before so nigga

way I couldn't bargain
Though the ocean plentiful
I am just way too selfish
Like a seafood market
These eyes catapult disdain
Deprived by the reality

and cooked
With all this smoke, I am only square by looks
Mr. Krabs warned you, you know I got hooks
I am not the one, I won't be your husband
I am not

uniforms and guns wasn't who I am
I'm what you get is what you see
In overalls and John Deere green and

	It's up and out to the rooster crow
	Back and forth

and buried in mulch
Occasionally peaking out like a mole to be whacked by my new mom

I have this strange desire to become half anew
A hybrid car in need

who am I, I will be so you and me
Who am I

Man I'm confused by your withdrawal, racist words you hate most of all
Centuries of oppression you fight

to taste them and see
But did you realize one day there might ever be me?

Who am I, tell me who am I, I will be so him and her
Who am I, tell me who am I, I

or tradition,
I am not driven by, I am not driven by,
I am not driven by family or tradition!

[Verse 2]

Save your prayers for someone who cares,
Even if I’m in

I say, I say, I say, I say who I am
I say, who I am
Love me for who I am
Isn't it simple 
Who's gonna give you something real as this
I'll show you,

visitin' no beyond the beats
To lyrics you are listenin'
Everything I am is probably
Everything they not so
You can call me Moon Man

I have no plan
I just

I'm the lucky one
Grind for that money, money, money, stack up a hundred ones
Yeah I'm that top notch man, be second to none
Yeah I'm the St Patrick

fame
But I wanna touch the stars
I hope they feel me
Wherever they are
And I'll always be myself, cause well

I know who I am and who I'm not
Who
I am

She needed security, I needed a ride or die So tell me who the bad guy, aye, aye-aye
She disappeared, thought she was by my side If she wasn't, then

you so mad
A B C D E F G
I'ma meet ya mother and she gon suck my D

Yea nigga who you think I am
Thrash skrt
Hit a car crash
Niggas wanna fight but

be's
But if a nigga disrespectful I'll go get the beam
With some creepers from my team who gone vaporize the scene (Brrt)
My older brother Tito, he

She wash your opinion away 
Me and the word have emotional sex 
Patrick Bateman when i flex 
I am returning some video tapes 
Im like who that who that

Through my art forms
I bubble from nebula only hublots can detect me
A high bone call me Patrick a noble skinny bone me
Am intellect IQ above par putting

I'm not sure if you know what I mean by bits
Gyaldem come to the bits
Mandem, we're gonna come for your bits cahh (bap bap)
Come for your bits?
I

back at the patterns how I ended up where I am
Begin to realize it's been multiples roles that I have adopted for stage
To get by and survive
As if - I

where I was born in

Now Hannigan was an Irish man
He came from Erin's Isle
He was a rogue who had a brogue
You'd hear for half a mile
When Hannigan gave

I AM A QUILT
KERRY PATRICK CLARK

I am a quilt that still remembers 
Every stitch of needled thread
The loving hands that sewed and shaped me 
For

of pride for you
Then what the fuck is a bribe to you
It's do or die for you
So who am I to you

Artists want the whole world
To stop moving
The same time