[Intro: Khary]
Firesto-sto-sto-sto-storm
Interning, pen burning
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are- you?

[Verse 1: Khary]
I was interning, had the pen burning, no one cared
Never told ‘em I was rapping till I fully felt prepared
They still hated, I just waited ‘cause they didn’t know what it meant to me
They gon’ act like they discovered me later, that’s that industry bullshit
Damn, press the eject
Breaker, breaker one-nine, please send me a check
I need money for all these nights that I be overly stressed
‘Cause these bitches be quick to bounce on you, like double D breasts
Tryna to focus, you be bogus
Got a new man, hoping I would notice
I am selfish, I am selfish, I admit it
Wearing the clothes that you bought me out, tryna meet some bitches
R.I.P. to my exes... that I’ve sacrificed
A wise man told me, “You can’t take pussy to afterlife”
So, I want a legacy, even if it’s the death of me
Hoping Heaven is betting because the Devil is shoveling
For my soul
[Chorus: Khary]
I think no one knows what the fuck they talking ‘bout (Nah, nah)
I think no one knows what the fuck they gonna do (No one knows)
I think no one knows what the fuck I’m going through (Through)
So tell me, who the fuck are you? (You?)
I think no one knows what the fuck they talkin' ‘bout (Yeah)
I think no one knows what the fuck they gonna do (Yeah)
I think no one knows what the fuck I’m going through (Through)
So tell me, who the fuck are you? (You)

[Verse 2: Khary]
What did Kim K. wear today? Who did ISIS slay today?
No emojis for God, so I simply pray to bae
Hoping that she got some gigabytes inside her database
Hope her parents ain’t prejudiced so we don’t erase the space (Space)
Missiles to Heaven (Heaven), satellite vision (Vision)
The world is crazy, I’m aborting your mission
Ignoring petitions, simply, they’re boring divisions
I don’t believe in too much, so I’m ignoring religion (Uh)
Searching for food for thought, I be exploring the kitchen
They say that knowledge is power, got my own pole and I’m fishing
I didn’t ask for a pet, so I’m ignoring your bitchin'
Already knowing my future, so I’m ignoring predictions
Everybody got the plug, everybody got the juice
Everybody got the drugs, nobody got the love, nobody got the proof
Why you gotta flash your loot? Why you gotta stash the truth? Why you gotta duck the goose?
Why you gotta win to lose? Mat-matter fact, pass the noose
So I can hang with myself
[Chorus: Khary]
I think no one knows what the fuck they talking ‘bout (Yeah, nope)
I think no one knows what the fuck they gonna do (Nah)
I think no one knows what the fuck I’m going through (No one knows)
So tell me, who the fuck are you? (You?)
I think no one knows what the fuck they talkin' ‘bout ('Bout)
I think no one knows what the fuck they gonna do (Yeah)
I think no one knows what the fuck I’m going through (Hey)
So tell me, who the fuck are you? (You?)

[Verse 3: Khary]
Let me say this now, I mean, so it’s clear:
Is my struggle less authentic 'cause I’m interning here?
Do you know why I moved, why I live in New York?
Well, my mother lost her home, is that cool to report?
Is it cool that you snort all that white in your nose?
I don’t know, but never judge in which you choose to indulge
I just know I got flows, if you preventing my future
I might have to trade this microphone in for a Ruger
God damn! (Brrat-brrat-brrat!) I got plans (Plans!)
If you gon' act like a pussy, you should get a tramp stamp
Always looking for action, you are not Van Damme
Why they assume that you juicin' when you hit a grand slam?
Aw, man, I got haters, I got friends, I got lovers from back then
Got my mother, got my father, I got four siblings
I’m the youngest, so they all got two cents for my life
Sometimes, I listen, sometimes, I ignore they fucking advice
‘Cause, uhhh... yeah!
[Chorus: Khary]
I think no one knows what the fuck they talking ‘bout ('Bout)
I think no one knows what the fuck they gonna do (Do)
I think no one knows what the fuck I’m going through (No) (Through)
So tell me, who the fuck are you? (You)
I think no one knows what the fuck they talking ‘bout ('Bout) (Knows)
I think no one knows what the fuck they gonna do (No) (Do)
I think no one knows what the fuck I’m going through (Nah) (Through)
So tell me, who the fuck are you? (You)

[Outro: Khary]
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
I said, who the fuck-? (You, yeah, you?)
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck-? (You?)
Who the fuck are you? (You?)
Who the fuck are you? (Fuck are-)
Yeah, who the fuck are you?