Can't nobody touch me right now. Maybe next month all of this will be over. But this month I'm takin' every movin' target out.

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

Goin insane, never die, live eternal, who shall I fear?

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

Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up, Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side. Cause you and I know it's tha best side.

We look at death from the selfish side, like: "That guy died. Oh, it's so sad." Why is it sad? He's away from all of this bad stuff that's here on Earth. I mean, at the worst, he's just somewhere quiet, no nothing. At best, he's an angel... or he's a spirit somewhere. What is so bad about that?

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.