I Want To Sound Like An Instrument.

Used To Ride With Him To Brooklyn, Lewis And Halsey, Co Chocolate Thai, Vernon Style And Burn It Down

Street's Disciple, My Raps Are Trifle. I Shoot Slugs From My Brain Just Like A Rifle.

I Fell In Love With Words And I Think That Made My Mom Smile. I Think That Was Cool For Her.

Life Is Parallel To Hell But I Must Maintain And Be Prosperous, Though We Live Dangerous.

My Earliest Memories Of Rap Music Was Mixed With My Earliest Memories Of Reggae Music. They Were Big Sounds Around The Way, Heavy Bass Lines, Strong Messages, Definitely.