I'm the ghetto Martha Stewart, the black Rachel Ray.
Why are we so blind to see that the only ones we hurt are you and me?
I wasn't driving down the wrong side of the street, smoking marijuana, waving my gun out the window.
Gather up your pity and turn it to ambition.
Everything I cook tastes better than yo' momma's nipples.
I just think it's my responsibility as a human being and an entertainer to see the soldiers.