why i am
 

i dunno why i am, the way that i am, i just am
damn man u dont understand, fan after fan
askin for an autograph
i cant remember the last time i just watched tv, or just laughed yo rhymes is fiction, yet mine is fact, always talkin this and that, that and this, u sweatin over my next lines as i take a piss, clenched fist beitch i'm so insane, made to bring pain
who knows what goes on inside of my brain
ur hard times bring my gains...douse water on me bitch
shit i still shoot flames, tired of these games
i go by so many names, your wife call me daddy she afraid u ashamed of her actions
the main attraction and traction, a fraction of an inch off and i'm gone...holla


this is what happens when u write at 3 in the morning