Sometimes I feel like rap music is almost the key to stopping racism.

Now who is the king of these lewd, ludicrous, lucrative lyrics; who could inherit the title, to put the youth in hysterics; using his music as spirit

You beef wit me, I'm-a even the score equally. Take you on Jerry Springer and beat your ass legally.

I just drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to drive?

Insecure about my body, about my personality, sometimes even about my understanding of everything.

I sold my soul to the devil. I'm going to hell. I'm headed to hell. I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame. That Means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flames. Satan'll be in to see me later to see if I'm interested in being partners. Devil worshippin', Satan music.

Say there's a white kid who lives in a nice home, goes to an all-white school, and is pretty much having everything handed to him on a platter - for him to pick up a rap tape is incredible to me, because what that's saying is that he's living a fantasy life of rebellion.