Everyday there's more death, and plus I'm doughless. I'm seeing more reasons for me to proceed with thieving.

Instead of of being so metaphorical with the rhyme, I was encouraged to go straight at it and hit it dead on and not waste time trying to cover things.

Even as a little seed, I could see his plan for me. Stranded on welfare, another broken family.

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.

That which does not kill me can only make me stronger.

Forgive, but don't forget

Tupac the son of the Black Panther, and Tupac the rider. Those are the two people inside of me. I was raised off those ideals.