I'm doing this for the kid who truly leads a 'thug life' and thinks it's HOPELESS.

So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times, I once contemplated suicide and woulda tried, but when I held that nine, all I could see was my mama's eyes, no one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble, not knowing it's hard to carry on when no one loves you.

June 16, 1971, mama gave birth to a Hell rasing heavenly son.

That's what I am, America's nightmare. I am what you made me, the hate and evil that you gave me.

I'm not really a religious person. But I believe that God wants me to do something and it has to do with Thug Life.

First ship them dope, let them deal to brothers, give them guns, step back and watch them kill each other.

Nobody should be hitting lotto for 36 million dollars when we got people starving in the streets. That is not idealistic, that's just real. That is just stupid. There's no way Michael Jackson, or whoever should have thousands, millions, billions of dollars and we got people broke with two-three jobs and still can't pay bills on time. There's no way! No way these people should have planes when people don't have houses, apartments, shacks, drawers, pants!!!