When the charge first came up, I hated black women. Then, going to trial, I started seeing the black women that was helping me. It's mostly black female guards. They treat me with human respect.

They say it's the white man I should fear, But it's my own kind doin' all the killin' here.

Instead of of being so metaphorical with the rhyme, I was encouraged to go straight at it and hit it dead on and not waste time trying to cover things.

I finally understand / for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man / You always was committed / A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it / There's no way I can pay you back / But the plan is to show you that I understand / You are appreciated

We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup, And even though you're fed up, Huh, ya got to keep your head up.

Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty, been drinking liquor out of Mama's titty.

If you fall stand tall and come back for more.