Why am I dying to live if I'm just living to die.

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

There's a machine that I have nothing to do with. It's called the "Tupac Machine."

Though things change, the future's still inside of me.

If I win and get the money, then the Oakland Police department is going to buy a boys' home, me a house, my family a house, and a Stop Police Brutality Center.

This fast life soon shatters, cause after all the lights and screams, nothing but my dreams matter.

It was tough sitting in jail listening to Jay Leno and Rush Limbaugh and everybody making jokes about me getting shot. And watching the media report all kinds of lies about me, like that I got raped in jail. That never happened. But at least while I was locked down, all the inmates gave me props encouragement, and so did lots of mothers and kids, who wrote me letters of support.