Lee Chikatilo, for the moment. I've been a lot of names.
But a man ain't his name. So who am I?
I'm a man now. I was something else once. I don't remember what -- just that I was. Piss me off... Working on that.
But a man ain't his body either. Only blind-eye deadskulls think that.
Who am I?
A man ain't his heritage or his ancestors or his upbringing. He ain't his thoughts. He ain't his clothes. Not his deeds or his 'legacy', whatever that means. He's not his senses or his family. He's not his offspring or his lifestyle.
Who am I?
I'm H, and beyond that, I ain't got the fuckingest.