This is a song about "Identity theif"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

They say with for purpose comes identity

People with no identity, aren't manifesting their destiny

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

You dudes fakin' your identity just like they need that bourne back.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Do you know me? tattered soul with no compass or identity

Flenglan vesofen don't mean anything/ it's not even an identity/

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

My identity thrown up top, primarily,

My identity, i sentenced in "i dent it in" til you heard it perfect

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

And make fools wanna change their identity

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see