will never be the little boy you see
Running around with draws hanging low
From the waist,
But wait listen to this
Who am I to say you can’t do that if you
Jump off you roof
Who am I to judge the judge from?
Courting all these quotes
Well who am I to be little this little
Fly that’s bigger then you and me
So who am I to judge this fly that?
Fly so high in the sky
That it bellows you
So who is this young boy that looks so?
Scare from the face to the body shaking
Who am I to tell me that I can’t move?
To the beat and beat
That’s all you hear
Who is this little boy you see
Running around with draws hanging low
From the waist
Who am I to fade away to be back of
The line
When I went and worked hard to be in front
Who am I not to tell you?
This thing on my mind
Who am I not to pay attention?
To the world that is at my front door
Who am I to ask you?
Who I am
Do you know who I am?
Who am I to be quiet?
When I’m not
Who am I to sing this song that I don’t
Know when my life depends on it
Who am I for you to be scared off?
Running away from as if I was a demon
Who could be this guy standing on the corner
Asking me who I be
Who is this guy thinking about a happy ending?
Who am I?
Tell me
So I may know who I am
I’ll speak of this till I know
That I ask of
Who am I?
Do you know?
Don’t ask me because I don’t know
Who I am
Does he know my answer I search for?
Who am I?
Where did I root from?
Who am I?
And what shall I mount to
Tell me Mr.
Who is?
I?
This shell of a skin isn’t working no more
Who am I to be kidding around like this?
Who am I?
Who am I at the end of this story?
I write