I Don't Talk To The Groupies. I

Each Day I'm Thankful For Nights That Turned Into Mornings, Friends That Turned Into Family, Dreams That Turned Into Reality, And Like That Turned Into Love.

Oh That Was Your Girl? I Thought I Recognized Her.

When I Finish Writing A Rap Verse. It's A Lot Like Sex: You Start Off Slow With Ideas, Like Foreplay, And Then You Put Your All Into It. When You End It With The Perfect Thought, It's Like That Perfect Last Stroke.

Can't You See... That I Made It? Yeah I Made It First I Made You Who You Are, But Then I Made It.

My Real Friends Never Hearin From Me, Fake Friends Write The Wrong Answers On The Mirror For Me