Dont blame me, I was given this world, I didn't make it.

I'm not a gangsta rapper. I rap about things that happen to me. I got shot five times. People was trying to kill me.

It's a struggle for every young Black man. You know how it is, only God can judge us.

Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pussy.

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle, I make mistakes but learn from every one, And when it's said and done, I bet this brother be a better one, If I upset you don't stress, Never forget, that God isn't finished with me yet

Can the Lord forgive me? Got the spirit of a thug in me.

I don't bang for the color or the land. I bang for the principles and for the honor. I'm bangin' for the Westside- this is in my heart, this is how I feel.