I rap about fighting back. I make it uncomfortable by putting details to it. It might not have been politically correct but I've reached somebody; They relating to me. They relate to the brutal honesty in the rap.

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle, I make mistakes but learn from every one, And when it's said and done, I bet this brother be a better one, If I upset you don't stress, Never forget, that God isn't finished with me yet

You get time to appreciate things. Perspective, you start looking at things differently.

It's a struggle for every young Black man. You know how it is, only God can judge us.

My mother taught me three things: respect, knowledge, search for knowledge. It's an eternal journey.

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

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