They say pu$$y and paper is poetry power and pistols.

I don't have to talk about whether or not I got raped in jail.

A lot of people, black, white, mexican, young or old, fat or skinny have a problem being true to they self. They have a problem looking in the mirror and looking directly into their own souls. Only reason I am who I am today is because I can look directly into my face and find my soul

the evil the u are the brighter u will get

You gotta find a way to survive cause they win when your soul dies.

When an angel comes down and takes me away, memories of me and my songs will always stay until the end of time

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture bomb the hoochies wit' precision, my intentions to get richer.