Take a look at my family, a different father every weekend.

I know death follows me, but I murder him first.

That girl can barely spell her name.

Even as a dope fiend mama. You always was a black queen mama.

I didn't choose the thug life, the thug life chose me.

Let the Lord judge the criminals.

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.