I Am Who Am Lyrics

[Mac Miller]

I’m posing a question, how many been empty and holding aggression?
Close to depression, open your eyes and just focus a second
f*cking recession my bother my mind as well that I’m letting it go
Know that I’m pointing at negative energy, telling me stop
They’re telling me no, wow
Your aura is something you ain’t even sure of
Explore the core of California, hoes got more to snort up
I’ve had a smorgasbord pornographic thought
That’s a lot, the feeling come after the shock
Praise me I’d rather you not, cause
It’s driving me crazy the fact that you pay to make me into something I love
You come to the club searching for drugs, drunk
f*cking these sluts
God loves me, what if he does, what does it mean?
You’re wasting away doing nothing, you’re fronting
Why ain’t you chasing your dreams?
We wonder ’bout life but none of us wanted to learn
The money we earn is something to burn
Why won’t they give me a turn–out?
Feed the hungry and clothe the naked
You’re mistaken the world is cold and it’s lonely ain’t it
With some high roller homes in Vegas
Raid them with some home invasions
Contaminating the place with plague, we just saved the day
I waste away in this room spitting out raps
You all will put the world in my hands and I’m giving it back Forfeit in the war, he lays a sword and walks away
Grabs a 40 from the corner store and begins to contemplate
Dealing with death if you work in the morgue aborsving the souls
Forgotten, he lost his way
Starring at that barrel, thinking not today
Life’s so precious, Lord knows life is so precious
Fight to the death, there’s nobody left
You’re holding your breath because you might get infected
I’m animalistic, is mentally thinking I’m going ballistic
Be specific to those who control all statistics
Besides amnestic with twisted minds, I’m intertwined
My trigger finger itching, all I kill is time
Initial symptoms is schizophrenic behavior
The mind is like religion, can’t agree who’s it's savior
The newest flavor is superhero, I’m shooting lasers
Except I’m cool invader and blowing up roses full of strangers
A news anchor, the youth correlator, it’s nature
If your’e a hater, I’ll deal with you later, no thank you
I’m just your neighbor, please don’t do me not favors
Really doe, come on homie we major
I waste away in this room spitting out raps
Yahweh put the world in my hands and I’m giving it back

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