We live like caged beasts waiting for the day to let the rage free.

I worked hard all my life as far as this music business. I dreamed of the day when I could go to New York and feel comfortable and they could come out here and be comfortable.

No one knows my Struggle, they only see the Trouble. Not knowing it's hard to carry on when, No one loves you.

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

It was hell, hugging my Mama from a jail cell.

I am a hard person to love but when I love, I love really hard.

Mama gave birth to a hell raising heavenly son. See the doctor tried to smack me, but I smacked him back.