Before I Write I Let My Mind

Our Unborn Never Got To Grow, Never Got To See What's, Next, In This World Full Of Countless Threats.

I Am Not A Perfectionist, But Still I Seek Perfection. I Am Not A Great Romantic, But Yet I Yearn 4 Affection

Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole, You Too Old To Understand Tha Way Tha Game Is Told.

Though Things Change, The Future's Still Inside Of Me.

Misplaced Hate Makes Disgrace The Races.