Brand New Beretta, Can't Wait To Let

I Can't Hear The Critics Talking Over The Applause.

I Got More Than A Thing For You, Tattoo Wit A Ink For You Right Over My Heart Girl, I'll Do The Unthinkable.

I Smoke Goody, No Glaucoma.

If You Sell Your Soul To The Devil, You Get More Grain.

It's Not Like I'm Not Writing Great Music Anymore, It's Just That I Want To Take It Another Level.