The lesser the friends, the lesser the chances of betrayal.

I just don't know how to deal with so many people giving me that much affection. I never had that in my life.

They Have Money For War But Can't Feed The Poor.

We probaly in hell already, our dumb asses not knowin, everybody kissin ass to go to heaven aint goin.

It's time we stop worrying, and get angry you know? But not angry and pick up a gun, but angry and open our minds.

Expose foes wit my hocus pocus flows, they froze now suckas idolize my chosen blows

I remember crying all the time. My major thing growing up was I couldn't fit in. Because I was from everywhere, I didn't have no buddies that I grew up with...Every time I had to go to a new apartment, I had to reinvent myself, myself. People think just because you born in the ghetto you gonna fit in. A little twist in your life and you don't fit in no matter what. If they push you out of the hood and the White people's world, that's criminal...Hell, I felt like my could be destroyed at any moment.