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

To all the seeds that follow me protect your essence, Born with less, but you still precious.

Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocket, Have a party at my funeral let every rapper rock it Let the hoes that I used to know, from way before Kiss me from my head to my toe, Gimme a paper and pen so I can write about my life of sin, Couple bottles of gin, in case I don't get in.

I'd be in my hotel room, smoking too much, drinking, going to clubs, just being numb. That was being in jail to me. I wasn't happy at all on the streets. That was the addict speaking.

I will die Before My Time. Because I feel the shadow's Depth. So much I wanted to accomplish. before I reached my Death

Don't cry through your dispair.

It don't stop 'til the casket drop.