Lyrics:
Who You Are :Come to sendNot condescendTranscendental consequenceIs to transcend, where we areWho are we? Who we areTrampled marrs on your soulsChanges all, you're a partSeen it all, not at allCan't defend, fuck the manTake me for a ride, Before we leaveCircumstanceClappin' handsGuidin' windsHappenstanceOff the track, in the mudPatch the marrs, in the aforementioned verseJust a little time, Before we leaveStop light plays its partSo I would say you've got a heartWhat's your part? Who you areYou are who, who you are