I want there to be a life for the street element. Instead of we always getting shut out. Instead of defenseless, having power.

They wanna censor me, they ratha see me in a cell, livin' in hell, with only a few of us to live to tell.

Cry later, but for now, let's enjoy the laughter.

When you do rap albums, you got to train yourself. You got to constantly be in character.

In my mind I'm a blind man doin' time.

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

They claim that I'm violent just cuz I refuse to be silent.