I thought I had friends but in the end n*iggaz dies lonely.

Dont blame me, I was given this world, I didn't make it.

Niggaz need guns, too.

Many dreams is what we had and plenty wishes.

Perspective. You start looking at things differently, like everything's not so important. You don't take things so personally. Everyone changes, becomes better people. We all should get that chance.

America wants its respect.

It was tough sitting in jail listening to Jay Leno and Rush Limbaugh and everybody making jokes about me getting shot. And watching the media report all kinds of lies about me, like that I got raped in jail. That never happened. But at least while I was locked down, all the inmates gave me props encouragement, and so did lots of mothers and kids, who wrote me letters of support.