Speak what I want, I don't care what y'all feel. 'Cause I'm my own master, my Pop told me be your own boss. Keep integrity at every cost.

You ni**az get me sick, wannabe soundin like you know my arithmetic... but we don't sound alike

Some people say I'm saying what they wanna say. Some people don't agree. Some people are outraged. Some people want to see what the album is about. To me, hip-hop's been dead for years. We all should know that, come on. With that being said, then, the object of the game now is to make money off of exploiting it. That's what it's all about - get this money. That's basically what I'm saying.

You lose money chasing women, never lose women chasing money...

It's foul what this money could do, cash corrupts the loyal.

Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne

Turnin' nothin' into somethin' is God work, and you get nothin' without struggle and hard work