Who Are You?

[Verse 1: Cheef] Well I'm a big bad motherfucker waiting for his time I'm a millionaire Scarface waiting for his line I'm a million steps ahead of you piercing through the sky Many will follow but very few can fly I'm a crazy cool kid thank you I'm doing fine And I'ma keep seeing until I go blind And I'ma keep breathing until my final sigh And I'ma keep speaking until the day I die I'm a worthless piece of shit, a hypocrite, a liar I'm a V12 rocket car rolling on flat tires I'm a alcoholic drunk waiting for a change I'm a street smart hard worker waiting for his pay I'm a ugly motherfucker who still needs a shave I'm a hidden lost soul that only creeps out of caves I'm Jesus Christ and I can please your wife With the positions I'm flipping you should leave tonight In fact keep the mic for when you sleep in fright Cause I'm a big bad motherfucker breathing light I'm a poetic self-absorbed lower class bastard I'm a rehab better than a double shot smasher I'm the god and the devil, I'm a good and evil clasher I'm still running from my master but I need to run faster But as long as I keep going I can never be captured I want to fuck Lady Luck but I'm too afraid to ask her [Hook][x2] I'm a casualty chilling in the depths of reality A Jester tryna make fun of life's lectures Cheef ripping beats with herbs and techniques We the basement natives back up on the streets [Verse 2: Tom Pepe] I'm a calm collected insane and restless Brain full of stress and veins with mad exits But who's he? A burden in the nest A peasant in the capsule pretending to be depressed I'm a self conscious broken promise Ran across the ocean drowned soaking without a rope[?] And save my honesteez that left me, well let's see Ever since the day I learned to read These kid's faces, snake's fakes and trick aces Calling out shots and take them without chasers Flirtatious leaving girls with hurt faces I'm just a jerk tryna cover up my traces But I ain't got much and you can tell Fucking up my lifetime hoping there ain't a hell I'm a chief, a thief, who cheats and kills beats Surviving in the warzone searching for a peace of mind [Hook][x2] I'm a casualty chilling in the depths of reality A Jester tryna make fun of life's lectures Cheef ripping beats with herbs and techniques We the basement natives back up on the streets [Verse 3: Jester] I'm a scholar of the art architect articulating Abstract activations always animating Rap verse penetrating I'm a separation From fake motherfuckers unaware of the basement I'm a street dweller never interested in the bullshit Shunning all religion see me spit upon the pulpit I'm a artist that puts sense into sentences Others acting funny over money and the senselessness I'm a 206 kid with a chip on my shoulder And a folder worth a quartables to rip[?] I'm a visionary I bring sight to unseen Light a couple matches and brighten up your darkest dreams Open up the market I'ma mark it with a marker Interrogate your character and label you a martyr I'm a person not giving a fuck until the death Of me in a golden casket and mask it with every breath [Hook][x2] I'm a casualty chilling in the depths of reality A Jester tryna make fun of life's lectures Cheef ripping beats with herbs and techniques We the basement natives back up on the streets