Who get high as me?

These sounds are like pieces of a puzzle, each one adding a new layer to the mystery that is "Who Me?". The phrase "Makes me whole" echoes in my mind, reminding me that there is more to discover about myself. The question "Show me who you are" challenges me to introspect and dig deep within myself to uncover my true identity. But then again, "Why does everybody ask me that? Who IS that?" leaves me puzzled, wondering if I even know myself at all. As I ponder these questions, I am suddenly jolted back to reality by the sharp sound of "Who's around me right now". It's as if someone is watching me, observing my every move. And then, out of nowhere, I hear the curious inquiry, "Who just called me Ishowcalories". The absurdity of it all leaves me chuckling, yet intrigued by the mystery of who could possibly be on the other end of the line. The abrupt sound of "Who Me..................." brings me back to a sense of urgency, as if I am being called upon to answer to something greater than myself. And then, to my surprise, a voice demands to know, "Who da fu call me". The raw energy behind the words sends a shiver down my spine, making me question my own sense of security. But just as quickly as the tension arises, it is diffused by the comical question, "Who Gon Check Me Boo?" The playful tone of the phrase lightens the mood, reminding me not to take things too seriously. And then, unexpectedly, a voice calmly states, "Some who call me Tim". The simplicity of the statement is a stark contrast to the chaos that surrounds me, causing me to pause and reflect on the different facets of my identity. As I navigate through these sounds, I am struck by the commanding presence of "Tell me who your fing". The urgency in the voice compels me to take action and assert myself in the midst of uncertainty. And then, amidst the chaos, a plea is heard, "Who get high as me?". The vulnerability in the question resonates with me, as I too search for a sense of belonging and fulfillment. In the midst of the cacophony, a voice rings out with conviction, "Please give me a whole tray of peas". The unexpected request catches me off guard, yet there is a sense of sincerity and desperation in the tone. And then, a chilling warning echoes in the distance, "N all those who oppose me will perish". The ominous threat lingers in the air, a reminder of the power that lies within the question of "Who Me?". In the midst of the chaos, a voice whispers softly, "You're the only person who can help me". The vulnerability in the plea tugs at my heartstrings, urging me to lend a helping hand in the midst of the chaos. And then, a challenge is issued, "Who will challenge me". The question hangs in the air, waiting to be answered by someone brave enough to step up to the task. In the midst of the chaos and uncertainty, one question remains constant, "Who me". It is a question that lingers in the air, demanding to be answered, yet offering no easy solutions. But amidst the chaos, there is a sense of liberation, a sense of empowerment that comes from embracing the mystery of self-discovery. You can play and download these sounds here: [link].