My music will mean something. I'll have my own production company. I'm doing my own movies. I have my own restaurant. I just wanna expand.
People die and people cry people want me dead.
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed and hocus pocus, try to focus but I can't see.
I have no patience for anybody who doubts me, none at all.
You get time to appreciate things. Perspective, you start looking at things differently.