I don't write, I build a rhyme.

The lack of facts holds you back. The odds are stacked against a weak mind.

My perspective is a lil different 'cus im from Manhattan .

In Manhattan, and its true on some level till this day; its a whole different mentality from the Bronx, Brooklyn and Queens, which I didn't know at the time - because you basically just know your neighborhood.

Evil feeds off a source of apathy, weak in the mind, and of course you have to be. Less than a man, more like a thing, no knowledge you're nothing, knowledge is king.

I was thinking as I bent over to receive my injection, next time I'm gonna use protection.

I was always talking about what I could and would do, and you would always make rhymes about the competion even though we werent thinking about competition.