M Atwood - Who You Really Are Lyrics

I am up here writing where I can not see a thing
Don't know about the future I cant judge anything
All this music I've got up is so overwhelming
Please let me me take a break before I get to that yelling
Why do I not understand what music does for me
Look on all around and then u suddenly will see
Somethin' else is goin on up inside my head
Grindin' on the microphone until the day that I'll be dead
I doint care what anyone says about my Tracks
When we up here cookin' they just think they're very wack
They dont understand the plan that Gods got for my life
Goin' Places see people put up that fight
Do these people understand how hard it is to cook
If not then we certainly must open up that book
We got recipes up in this great junkyard
All you need to do is find out who you really are
I am up here writing where i can not see a thing
Dont' know about the future i cant judge anything
All this music I've got up is so overwhelming
Please let me me take a break before i get to that yelling
When did everyone start ever, ever, ever yelling
I am not the kind of guy that wants to be yelled at
When did all this start
Why won't all it end
Turn your life around before you die all in your sin