If I was white I would have been like John Wayne... I feel like a tragic hero in a Shakespeare play

As wars come and go, my soldier stays eternal

Now ain nobody tell us it would be fair no love for my father cause the coward wasn't their" {Tu Pac Shukur}

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

I was looking for a father, he was gone. I hung around with the thugs, and even though they sold drugs, they showed a young brother love.

So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times, I once contemplated suicide and woulda tried, but when I held that nine, all I could see was my mama's eyes, no one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble, not knowing it's hard to carry on when no one loves you.

Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocket, Have a party at my funeral let every rapper rock it Let the hoes that I used to know, from way before Kiss me from my head to my toe, Gimme a paper and pen so I can write about my life of sin, Couple bottles of gin, in case I don't get in.