I'm A Firm Believer That We All

I'm Never Gonna Die, Never Heard Of Death, Energy Can Never Be Destroyed Only The Flesh.

...shorty's Laugh Was Cold-blooded As He Spoke So Foul, Only Twelve Tryin To Tell Me That He Liked My Style. Then I Rose, Wiping The Blunt's Ash From My Clothes, Then Froze, Only To Blow The Herb Smoke Through My Nose.

I'm A Reader, So When I Go To Bookstores I Need (stuff) That's Going To Help Me. There A Big Emptiness There And I Want To Help Fill That Through Song.

Use Your Own Intuition. You Are Tomorrow.

That Buck That Bought A Bottle Could Have Struck The Lotto