Believe It Or Not, I Thank My

Be A King? Think Not. Why Be A King When You Can Be A God?

I Sold My Soul To The Devil. I'm Going To Hell. I'm Headed To Hell. I Want The Money, The Women, The Fortune, And The Fame. That Means I'll End Up Burning In Hell Scorching In Flames. Satan'll Be In To See Me Later To See If I'm Interested In Being Partners. Devil Worshippin', Satan Music.

A Lot Of My Rhymes Are Just To Get Chuckles Out Of People. Anybody With Half A Brain Is Going To Be Able To Tell When I'm Joking And When I'm Serious.

Guns Are Bad, I Tell You.

Lose Yourself In The Music, The Moment - You Own It.