I have no patience for anybody who doubts me, none at all.

I wonder if heaven got a ghetto?

When your hero falls from grace, all fairy tales are uncovered Myth exposed and pain magnified, the grace pays uncovered He told me to be strong, but I confused to see it so weak You say never to give up, and it hurts to see what comes to be When your hero falls soley the stars, and so does the reception of tomorrow Without my hero, theres only me alone, to deal with my sorrow Your heart ceases to work, and your soul is not happy at all What are you expected to do, when your only hero falls

Born through hard times, Ghetto child of mine. I wonder if you have to suffer for your father's crimes.

My mother taught me three things, respect, knowledge-search for knowledge, it's an eternal journey. That's like my hair-cut, the line, 360 degrees, find knowledge always. And she taught me to not be quiet, if there's something on my mind speak it. But also to listen.

Temperature is as far as the heat goes, people are haters cos im doing something good. Hate me dont hate the hood. It made me strong, you wouldn't last that long.

Faith my homegirl. I just wanna send a shout out to Faith. Hey girl.