Picture me inside the misery of poverty, no man alive has ever witnessed struggles ive survived, praying hard for better days promised to hold on me and my dogs aint have a choice but to hold on.

Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that.

Temperature is as far as the heat goes, people are haters cos im doing something good. Hate me dont hate the hood. It made me strong, you wouldn't last that long.

Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don't want it if it's that easy

I'd love to go back to when we played as kids, but things change. And that's the way it is.

My biggest fear of death is to come back reincarnated

Hoping they bury me with ammunition, weed, and shells. Just in case.