Who Am I
The Diplomats Juelz santana Lyrics


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Uh-huh, Santana
I like that man, that bad-da-ba-ba, that's hot
I like that, yeah who are you? Santana
Shit is crazy man
Why'all think niggaz don't cry? We do
Yeah, man I gotta get my thoughts together, I be thinking a lot
Light up a blunt, think of a rhyme sometimes too
But it's like yo...zone out

The time is now, my grind is here shit
My body is focused, my mind's in gear, let's start it
I'm moving at an unstoppable pace, I managed to reach the top of the race
Before it started damn, cold-hearted man
Rip apart your man, for that green dollar
Plain reppin' my target, stay and holla
Shoot and move from where ever my targets land
Damn, shit, I see ghosts when I sleep
It's really, I got to wake up, just to know I was sleep
Holding the heat, cold sweat all over my sheet
That's why I paint the most vividest pictures
My niggaz my bitches in the same position I live in
No oil and hot water, just boiling hot water
Cooking coke, to the oil and hot water, shit
But who am I

I lived the life of a loner, with a righteous persona
But still sold crack right on the corner
My life consist of, a big puzzle that's mixed up
Big bucks, big drugs, if I get caught, then it's big cuffs
Big bailor gets up, I get out, shit what, this shit sucks
I need to find another road to follow
One that's new and strong, not old and hollow
As I hold this bottle and smoke this reefeer
Listening to some old Aaliyah, I say, damn...
And a tear comes trimbling down
Never seen a man cry, well you witness it now
Shit, this isn't game from the heart, this pain from the heart
This is for you Dame, it came from the heart, so

Momma, I just want you to know
I'm in love with you so, if you wasn't here I'd be in love with you soul
My angel, mommy I'd die faithful
Just knowing someone tried to violate you
I'll slide eighths through the side of their facial
Squeeze and rip apart a side of their facial
I'd take a slug, eat a bullet, swallow a gun
Shit, you gotta know I'm your son
Damn, this type of love, could only come from a son
Hold up mommy, I'm twisted I'm drunk...listen

Yeah, but it's more then the liquor and weed
Yeah it's more then the liquor in me
Shit, I gotta get it together
I was falling off, with drunk words and sober thoughts




So, I'm still speaking the truth
And what I'm still speaking is truth, this is your younger sons speaking to you

Overall Meaning

The Diplomats’ song “Who I Am” is a genuine and introspective piece of rap which displays the various emotions of the artist as he tries to figure out his identity. The song starts with Santana’s guitar intro and the artist acknowledging the fact that people often perceive rappers as emotionless beings who are never vulnerable. He then talks about how he lights up a blunt and zones out to think of a rhyme when his thoughts are all over the place. He further discusses his position in the rap game and how he has managed to reach the top before the race even started, which portrays the struggle that comes with being a successful rapper.


Throughout the song, the artist expresses his personal and emotional conflicts, including his life as a loner with a righteous persona, his love for the sanctity of his mother, and his struggles with drugs and alcohol. The song ends with a message for his mother, assuring her of his love and devotion, and how she has always been his guiding light. Overall, the song offers a glimpse into the artist's psyche and provides his perspective on his struggles and growth in the music industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh-huh, Santana
Acknowledging and greeting Santana, expressing admiration for him


I like that man, that bad-da-ba-ba, that's hot
Expressing appreciation for Santana's music and style


I like that, yeah who are you? Santana
Affirming the admiration for Santana and seeking to know him better


Shit is crazy man
Reflecting on the craziness of life


Why'all think niggaz don't cry? We do
Challenging the stereotype that men do not cry and acknowledging that men do cry


Yeah, man I gotta get my thoughts together, I be thinking a lot
Admitting to having a lot on one's mind and needing to sort out one's thoughts


Light up a blunt, think of a rhyme sometimes too
Describing a coping mechanism of smoking marijuana and creatively expressing oneself through music


But it's like yo...zone out
Acknowledging a state of zoning out and escaping reality for a moment


The time is now, my grind is here shit
Emphasizing the importance of seizing the moment and being focused on one's hustle


My body is focused, my mind's in gear, let's start it
Showing readiness and determination to begin taking action


I'm moving at an unstoppable pace, I managed to reach the top of the race
Feeling unstoppable and proud of one's achievements in the face of competition


Before it started damn, cold-hearted man
Acknowledging the ruthless attitude one possesses to succeed


Rip apart your man, for that green dollar
Showing one's dedication to making money by any means necessary, even if it means harming others


Plain reppin' my target, stay and holla
Expressing loyalty and dedication to one's cause or goal


Shoot and move from where ever my targets land
Being flexible and adaptable to changing circumstances in pursuit of one's goal


Damn, shit, I see ghosts when I sleep
Admitting to the haunting thoughts and memories that intrude one's sleep


It's really, I got to wake up, just to know I was sleep
Feeling the weight of one's struggles and needing to remind oneself of reality


Holding the heat, cold sweat all over my sheet
Living in constant fear and anxiety, ready to defend oneself


That's why I paint the most vividest pictures
Using creativity to express the emotions evoked by one's experiences


My niggaz my bitches in the same position I live in
Reflecting on the shared struggles of one's community


No oil and hot water, just boiling hot water
Living in difficult circumstances with limited resources


Cooking coke, to the oil and hot water, shit
Engaging in drug dealing as a way to make money and survive


But who am I
Questioning one's identity and place in the world


I lived the life of a loner, with a righteous persona
Describing oneself as a loner with high moral standards


But still sold crack right on the corner
Admitting to engaging in illegal activity despite holding oneself to a moral code


My life consist of, a big puzzle that's mixed up
Describing life as a confusing and complicated puzzle


Big bucks, big drugs, if I get caught, then it's big cuffs
Acknowledging the risks of engaging in illegal activity for financial gain


Big bailor gets up, I get out, shit what, this shit sucks
Dreading the consequences of getting caught and the harsh reality of facing jail time


I need to find another road to follow
Recognizing the need for change and finding a new path


One that's new and strong, not old and hollow
Seeking a path that's fulfilling and meaningful, rather than empty and unfulfilling


As I hold this bottle and smoke this reefeer
Drinking and smoking weed as a way to cope with the stress of life


Listening to some old Aaliyah, I say, damn...
Reflecting on past memories and feeling nostalgic


And a tear comes trimbling down
Feeling emotional and shedding tears


Never seen a man cry, well you witness it now
Breaking the stereotype of men not crying and allowing oneself to express emotions


Shit, this isn't game from the heart, this pain from the heart
Expressing genuine emotion rather than just playing a role


This is for you Dame, it came from the heart, so
Addressing someone named Dame and dedicating the heartfelt expression to them


Momma, I just want you to know
Addressing one's mother with a message


I'm in love with you so, if you wasn't here I'd be in love with you soul
Expressing immense love and gratitude for one's mother


My angel, mommy I'd die faithful
Viewing one's mother as an angel and promising to remain faithful to her


Just knowing someone tried to violate you
Feeling protective of one's mother and willing to take revenge on anyone who harms her


I'll slide eighths through the side of their facial
Threatening to harm someone by sliding marijuana joints into their facial orifices


Squeeze and rip apart a side of their facial
Threatening to cause harm to someone's face


I'd take a slug, eat a bullet, swallow a gun
Being willing to take extreme measures to defend one's mother


Shit, you gotta know I'm your son
Asserting the relationship between oneself and one's mother


Damn, this type of love, could only come from a son
Acknowledging the unique and deep love that exists between a mother and her son


Hold up mommy, I'm twisted I'm drunk...listen
Apologizing for being drunk and still wanting to express oneself


Yeah, but it's more then the liquor and weed
Realizing that the alcohol and marijuana are not the only factors affecting one's emotions


Yeah it's more then the liquor in me
Further emphasizing the fact that one's emotional state is not solely due to the drugs


Shit, I gotta get it together
Recognizing the need to get one's life in order


I was falling off, with drunk words and sober thoughts
Acknowledging that one's emotions and thoughts were clouded by drug use and other issues


So, I'm still speaking the truth
Despite the difficulties, one is committed to being honest


And what I'm still speaking is truth, this is your younger sons speaking to you
Reiterating that the words being expressed are truthful and dedicated to one's mother




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Written by: BRETT JAMES, TROY VERGES

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