Do I even know myself?

I’m not him man, and I don’t do pictures. I’m not even myself and I definitely don’t like pointing fingers, All I tell myself is just breathe and it’ll be alright just believe, Just look past the light and get away from all the grief, I don’t even know who I am, but I like to work out where I stand, I feel like a whole new brand, and I don’t show people that I feel bland, Feeling like a whole grand, and I’m not giving two shits about what i planned, Got this supply and high demand, with the way I work my upper hand, I don’t even know and I don’t care about what I show Staying one hundred with myself because I got the time to grow, I felt weak on my knees but that’s alright because I’m getting old, Not giving a fuck about the beliefs of what haters had been told, I’m not him man, and I don’t do pictures. I’m not even myself and I definitely don’t like pointing fingers, All I tell myself is just breathe and it’ll be alright just believe, Just look past the light and get away from all the grief, Do I even know how to rap or trap with the shit I have? Coming from the laughing gas to a whole new different path, Taking the chance to get back up on both of my hands, Since I loved getting dirty touching that dirt and grass, Yeah aye, I love that fucking cash, and bitch that comes on my behalf, I’m loving on group chats and all that shit that I had to pass, I’ve been crazy to ever be in this class where life is sweet to dance, With this chip on my shoulder to be myself and that’s facts