Ain't nothin' but a whole lot of suckin' goin' on in rap.
I'm stupid, I'm ugly, I'm dumb, I smell. Did I mention I'm stupid?
My earliest memory was raping the babysitter when I was 5...she was 15.
My thing is this; if I'm sick enough to think it, then I'm sick enough to say it.
I don't think that anything anyone has to say should ever be censored or unheard
I like it when people talk s**t. Because if people weren't talking s**t, there would be nothing for me to come back with. I need that. If I don't have any ammo, what am I going to say?