The people made me from the littlest crack head to the biggest baller so if i am bad its because of the bay and if i am good its because of the bay
And thats the way it was and thats the way the cookie crumbles
That's what I am, America's nightmare. I am what you made me, the hate and evil that you gave me.
If God wanted me to be quiet he would’ve never showed me what he does.
Real eyes, realize, real lies.
People look to me to do things for them, to have answers.