I finally understand / for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man / You always was committed / A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it / There's no way I can pay you back / But the plan is to show you that I understand / You are appreciated

Many dreams is what we had and plenty wishes.

Oh Lord, help me change my ways, Show a litlle mercy on judgement day, It aint me I was raised this way, Never let em' play me for a busta, Makin' hell for a huslter.

I have no patience for anybody who doubts me, none at all.

I'm calling for dialogue. I'm gathering attention for dialogue which is what you do in a struggle for power.

My homie lost his family and snapped, shot up half the block to bring them back.

Some say they expect Illuminati take my body to sleep.