Zamzoski - Who Am I

Who am I
I am Zamzoski
Who is that?
Well you gon' see
Who am I
Well I am me
It goes bump a dum bum
And a bum bum byeahh

No child support from my father
I wish he figured it out
But now I father figures
Dead presi's in my bank account
And I won't lie
I ain't got much
But it's just enough to cop a fit
And grab lunch
And I ain't got a chain
Or a Jesus piece
But what's on my feet
It's Adidas you see
It must be a Friday
'Cause I'm freakishly
Feeling myself
And I'm recently
Reaching the edge of Atlas to put
My city on top of the map and I
Think I'm a criminal mastermind
'Cause I use numbers to pass the time
And it looks like own all my assets so
One day you'll pay all my taxes while
I break out all of my brackets and
Do a few backflips as you ask

Who am I
I'm Zamzoski
I paint a perfect picture for
You and me
Who am I
Well you gon' see
'Cause my passion is rapping
And I'm backing the beat
Who am I
I'm Zamzoski
I paint a perfect picture for
You and me
Who am I
Well I am me
And you are you
So who could that be?

Mom was too addicted
Empty bottles on the shelves
She could make all the food on my plate
But I'd rather help myself
And I won't lie
I ain't got much
But it's just enough to fill my fridge next month
I ain't gotta' worry
In this world of mine
I've been saving my
Nickels and dimes
In this personal
Perish of mine
Full of vicious
Riddles and lies
And I just keep on adapting to this
See my old self I would never go back
But I'm trying to find how to capture it
And work myself harder than that
I feel like I'm not even real
I guess I never was
I hide behind a facade
And watch what it does
(Like)

Who am I
I'm Zamzoski
I paint a perfect picture for
You and me
Who am I
Well you gon' see
'Cause my passion is rapping
And I'm backing the beat
Who am I
I'm Zamzoski
I paint a perfect picture for
You and me
Who am I
Well I am me
And you are you
So who could that be?

I guess it depends on who's asking
If it's a hater or an ass-kisser
And I can't even get mad at them
'Cause I don't believe in myself
I just keep on imagining
My lyrics hitting the shelf
Maybe we can share the wealth somehow
But why do I think that would help?
I just wanna' give the people
Something that could entertain themselves

And the walls keep on talking
In my head it's like a prison cell
When the walls start walking
They tell me I should go and hang myself

On the wall
Paint a picture so tall
That everyone in the worlds gotta' see it
Imagine a world that they could feel free in
Provide an escape
For someone in need
For those who have a home
That don't call it their own
We should meet
Switch shoes
Or trade our feet
Change each other's canvas
Or make it complete
Fly into the sky
Or drown in the sea
Of every little single
Memory

So who am I
I'm Zamzoski
I paint a perfect picture for
You and me
Who am I
Well you gon' see
'Cause my passion is rapping
And I'm backing the beat
Who am I
I'm Zamzoski
I paint a perfect picture for
You and me
Who am I?
Well we gon' see
Until I realized
You are me

Written by:
Skylar Zamzow

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