How many niggas want to be involved, see I was only talking Biggie, but I'll kill all of y'all.

I only wrote one song in jail. But I'm writing new album - you're going to feel the entire 11 months of what I went through on this album. I'm venting my anger.

It's hard to care when no one loves you.

I'm used on every level. I have no friends. I have no resting place. I never sleep. I can never close my eyes. It's horrible.

Life in the pen ain't for me 'cos I'd rather die.

My cellmate's raped on the norm, and passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole getting torn.

My homie lost his family and snapped, shot up half the block to bring them back.