Ain't Nothin' Wrong With The Aim, Just

The Most Amazing Feeling I Feel Words Can't Describe What I'm Feeling For Real Maybe I Paint The Sky Blue My Greatest Creation Was You.

Jealousy’s A Weak Emotion.

Remind Yourself. Nobody Built Like You, You Design Yourself.

Sometimes I Trip On How Happy We Could Be And So I Put This On My Life Nobody Or Nothing Will Ever Come Between Us And I Promise I'll Give My Life

On The Night He Died - He Was Twenty-seven - Basquiat Had Been Planning To See A Run-dmc Show. When People Asked Him What His Art Was About, He'd Hit Them With The Same Three Words: "royalty, Heroism, And The Streets.