June 16, 1971, mama gave birth to a Hell rasing heavenly son.
The seed must grow regardless Of the fact that it’s planted in stone
But I see now that whether I show up for work or not, the evil forces are going to beat me. They're going to come 100 percent, so if I dont be 100 percent pure-hearted, I'm going to lose. And thats why I'm losing.
Watch me, diamonds shining looking like I robbed Liberace.
There's nobody in the business strong enough to scare me.
Death or success is what I quest, cause I'm fearless.