Tomorrow comes after the dark

In my mind I'm a blind man doin' time.

Everybody raps. We rap to make money. We do business. Ain't no other record company out there that sold as many records as we did.

Oh Lord, help me change my ways, Show a litlle mercy on judgement day, It aint me I was raised this way, Never let em' play me for a busta, Makin' hell for a huslter.

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

I feel like Black Jesus got his hands on me and guides me through life to put me where I'm supposed to be.

It's been stress and drama for a long time now, man. So much has happened. I got shot five times by some dudes who were trying to rub me out. But God is great. He let me come back. But, when I look at the last few years, it's not like everybody just did me wrong. I made some mistakes. But I'm ready to move on.