Out of anger comes controversy, out of controversy comes conversation, out of conversation comes action.

If you let a person talk long enough you'll hear their true intentions. Listen twice, speak once.

No longer living in fear, my pistol close in hand, Convinced this is my year.

My life is in denial. And when I die, baptized in eternal fire, I'll shed many tears.

The thing that bothers me is that it seems like all the sensitive stuff I write just goes unnoticed . . . the media doesn't get who I am at all. Or maybe they just can't accept it. It doesn't fit into those negative stories they like to write. I'm the kind of guy who is moved by a song like Don McLean's "Vincent," that one about Van Gogh. The lyric on that song is so touching. That's how I want to make my songs feel. Take "Dear Mama" - I aimed that one straight for my homies' heartstrings.

I'm not saying girls are perfect, because we all know that's not true. But why be unfaithful to her if she was true to you.

I wanna piss on his head, I want his family dead.