who's this? Lyrics

When I get into the zone, it's tricky to turn it off

So I stay up til the littlest numbers are on the clock

And I never stop the process until I drop to the spot where I'm happy with everything that I got

This is give or got given

There isn't a lot living

Scribbling my thoughts into lyrics that got rhythm

No sir, not kidding

Shut up, stop listen

I'm feeling pretty Merry so clearly I'm not Pippin

Yeah, I got vision

Immaculate living

And I'm stacking my paper till it's cracking up through the ceiling

Wait

Was that real or did I actually dream it?

Doesn't matter, cause I'm focused and hoping I'm gonna see it

In a couple of days, maybe a couple of years

All the while I'll be stuffing my face

Washing it down with a couple of beers

Run around being dumb with the peers

Turn it into something to cheer for

Clap your hands if you're here for me

Take a stance and please don't leave

I wanna see the people in the front row seats

Clap your hands, jump those feet

This is the reason that you came to the show

The feeling you get from somebody that you don't even know

So everybody if you like me or not

I'm still more than likely to invite thee to the plot

"Who's this?"

Just another new kid making music

Stupid, everybody knows I'm a nuisance

"What's his name?"

Motherfucker, you can call me Kang

And no matter what you say I'm gonna play the game

"Who's this?"

I'm a useless waste of space

And I'm tired of people always putting me in my place

"So whatcha gonna do?"

I'll tell you what I'll do

Imma take it and wrap it up and send it over to you

I'm a skinny white awkward kid

Never accomplished shit

Until I got adopted into hip-hop culture

But I don't wanna get shot, or sling the big rocks

All I wanna do is walk until I hit the tip top

You're probably thinking, "What the fuck is this guy doing?"

But let me ask, is the motherfucking sky blue?

And does a tortoise have a shell?

Does a lion roar?

These are questions I don't really have the time for

I'm a moron, but more on that in just a minute or two, because I'm fixing to do things a little bit different than you, and isn't it true that living to your potential isn't given to you?

You earn it

And if I'm being earnest, I'm spitting hot fire like I'm drinking out the furnace

I know the shoe doesn't quite fit, but I like it

Pop 'em out the box

Lace up

Now you're like, "Who's this?"

Just another new kid making music

Stupid, everybody knows I'm a nuisance

"What's his name?"

Motherfucker, you can call me Kang

And no matter what you say I'm gonna play the game

"Who's this?"

I'm a useless waste of space

and I'm tired of people always putting me in my place

"So whatcha gonna do?"

I'll tell you what I'll do

Imma take it and wrap it up and send it over to you