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.

During your life, never stop dreaming. No one can take away your dreams

To me, I feel that my game is strong. I feel as thought I'm a shining prince, just like Malcolm, and I feel that all of us are shining princes, and if we live like princes, then whatever we want can be ours. Anything.

This fast life soon shatters, cause after all the lights and screams, nothing but my dreams matter.

Mama raised a hellraiser why cry, That's just life in the ghetto, do or die.

Cry later, but for now, let's enjoy the laughter.

And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I die.