When I was young I was working with a lot of people being out in the south. My uncle wrote for Al Green and I was around Al a lot.
Crazy how you gotta wait until it's dark out to see who really with you.
What's up wit these new niggas? And why they think it all come so easy?
I write best about two things, which is evident from the cover of So Far Gone: the constant quest to understand love and money.
Seeing my family have it all took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall
Don't play hard to get, play hard to forget.