Be Who You Are

Did a lot dirt
Did my momma dirt
Did my grannies dirt
I’m my fathers dirt
Buried me alive
Climbin out the dirt
Felt a lot hurt
Didn’t change me
I’m on Satan’s nerve
Im going break the curse
I’m going to break cycle
Im going walk this earth
Like an ancient giant
But im going to learn
Getting what im deserve
Getting my worth
Good karma, Bad karma
All except all karma
The orca mane In snake armor
Love monster With honor
Uncle Luke Skywalker
Life’s bitch, I’ll holler
I approach her Like water
Effortless and unbothered

Being bad, did me favors
Bad karma gave me flavor
Moonwalking 40 acre
40 mules for the labor
No shade for a hater
My life is Motown 25
Feelin like I’m a glacial
One glove in the air
Love of my life
Love of my life
Is Billie jean with razor
This is my life
This is my light
It’s perfectly tailored
Got my mind right
Got my soul bright
Mace windu With saber
2Pac but darth Vader
But me much greater

Be Who You Are
Karma is a bitch
Karma is a bitch
Only when you are
Only when you are
Be Who You Are
Karma is a bitch
Karma is a bitch
Only when you are

Cam Archer:
This is the beginning of the last mode
(Last mode)
No Cap catapulted out my capsule
Skipping demons dressin up like damsels
Cammando
I blast thru
I'm Cactus Jack in this Flannel
Ugh

Gotta keep guard over my art
(Mine)
Every verse I'm given you is my heart

Don't confuse it with that fakeness
I stay with the mindset
If they don't want the glory imma take it

Back in 2012 I couldn't take it
Reason they avoid my music wasn't the statement
I was busy thinking of rappers and how they gravitated to it
Stead why I would do it when I would make it

Looked in the mirror peer pass my appearance like nigga God ain't give you a gift so that you could waste it

7 years later goin Jason
Email came collaborating
With the Hockey Masked Hatian

Like won't do it
Alluded my doom
To become a typhoon
I earthquake with my movements
My appetite zooted
No Ganja I'm eating way more than I used to
Put that on my mamma

Used to have arguments how we confuse it?
Lack of money made it hard to diffuse it
Devil busy had my soul I shook loose
My Nature winning like Ric Flair rockin Fusia. Wooo

Peep the manusia
I powered up
I'm stomping these koopas
The hate ain't enough
The Archer done grew up
The game on the line I step back like I'm Luka

You worried bout mine that ain't how gon prosper
Finally free thank my Heavenly father
Think for yourself they treat you like a Marytr
I thrive under pressure when life's gettin harder