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

I rap about fighting back. I make it uncomfortable by putting details to it. It might not have been politically correct but I've reached somebody; They relating to me. They relate to the brutal honesty in the rap.

If God wanted me to be quiet he would’ve never showed me what he does.

A woman bought you into this world, so you have no right to disrespect one.

This duo inside of me causes the perfect opportunity to live and learn twice as fast as those who choose to accept simplicity.

I put the pistol by my head, and say a prayer. I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?

The only thing that comes to a sleeping man is dreams.