My ex ask me where I'm moving I said 'On to better things.'
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
I aint drive here I got chauffeured
I know clothing very well and I'm sure I will get into fashion eventually.
When I finish writing a rap verse. It's a lot like sex: You start off slow with ideas, like foreplay, and then you put your all into it. When you end it with the perfect thought, it's like that perfect last stroke.
I can't hear the critics talking over the applause.