You Can't Turn A Bad Girl Good,

Men Lie, Women Lie, Numbers Dont

Ex-d-boy, Used To Park My Beamer Now Look At Me, I Can Park In My Own Arena

I Would Run Into The Corner Store, The Bodega, And Just Grab A Paper Bag Or Buy Juice - Anything Just To Get A Paper Bag. And I'd Write The Words On The Paper Bag And Stuff These Ideas In My Pocket Until I Got Back. Then I Would Transfer Them Into The Notebook.

You Put The Right Artist On The Right Track In The Studio And Leave The Door Open To Let God In.

I Look In The Mirror, My Only Opponent