When you go to jail, there's so much simple stuff missing. You just want some good toilet paper or a real toothbrush, a real blanket and a real bed to lay in.
I just like music that I can relate to, something to listen to in my car.
Half the hoes hate, half them love me. The ones that hate me only hate me cuz they ain't [expletive] me.
And she's feeling like her worth is between her legs.
It's always good to be working.
I got a cold feeling toward religion in general. I don't think God would want to separate families.