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.

And everyday I read the paper, there's another lie. They show my picture for the crimes of another guy.

EVEN THOUGH I'M MARKED FOR DEATH, I'MA SPARK TILL I LOSE MY BREATH

Dear mama, yo baby boys doing fine tell the homies I'm in heaven and they aint got hoods.

Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pussy.

I gotta big mouth, I can't help it, I talk from my heart, I'm real, whatever comes comes. But my controversy problem, it's not my fault, I try to find my way in the world you know, I try to be somebody instead of just make money off of everybody. So I go down paths that haven't been traveled before and I usually mess up, but I learn, I come back stronger.

How many niggas want to be involved, see I was only talking Biggie, but I'll kill all of y'all.