Me, my niggas and some Madonna hoes that look just like virgins but trust they down to go.

To my city I'm the 2-3

I know they say the first love is the sweetest but that first cut is the deepest

I'm confused tell me where we go wrong? I was sure that I would be with you for so long.

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.

Seeing my family have it all took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall

Like a sprained ankle boy I aint nothin to play wit