What's a star when his most important fan is missing?
Face to face, just you and me, with no rules. Just like you, I get lonely too.
I drive two black cars, I named em Malcolm X and Martin Luther.
Pushing me away so I give her space, awww. Dealing wit a heart that I didn't break.
The things I can't change are the reasons you'll love me
I write best about two things, which is evident from the cover of So Far Gone: the constant quest to understand love and money.