This is a song about "Identity theif"

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

I hide my true identity like the top gear stig,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

My identity thrown up top, primarily,

From humanity i have been through shit my identity is unknown

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Dead with no identity, they take away apart of me

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

They say with identity comes purpose

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

From this identity crisis.......

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

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

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

And i don't wanna be a human, treat me like an entity

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