Life is like a dice game; one roll could land you in jail, or cuttin' cake, blowin' kisses in the rice game.
The radio is just a stereo like a house ain't a home.
My pen is an artery, my heart is a fountain
I can slay a devil when I see one, Steady practice mastery of self so not to be one
All my dreams are coming true all across the board for some reason.
The universe is listening, be careful what you say in it.