People change. Memories don't.
I write best about two things, which is evident from the cover of So Far Gone: the constant quest to understand love and money.
Man all of your flows bore me, paint drying.
The game ain't always fair and that's the thing though. You can play your heart out, everyone don't get a ring though.
This aint the life that I'm used to, reintroduced to people I've been introduced to.
Famous like a drug that I've taken too much of but I never ever trip, just peace, happiness and love.