I'm A Star, No Spangled Banner

Me, My Niggas And Some Madonna Hoes That Look Just Like Virgins But Trust They Down To Go.

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 Haven't Slept In Days. And Me And My Latest Girl Agreed To Go Our Separate Ways.

Everybody Dies But Not Everybody Lives.

I Wish That We Lived In A Time And A Generation Where People Would Stop Viewing My Honesty As Overly Emotional. People Always Act Like I Spend My Life Crying In A Dark Room. I Don't, I'm Good. I'm A Man. I Want To Be Remembered As An Artist That Gave You A Piece Of Me, As Opposed To Some Surface Bullshit. I Don't Think People Realize That We Die, We Leave Here, And Either They Forget About You Or Remember You. And How They Remember You Is Up To You. I Just Want To Be Remembered As A Poet That Was Open And Honest Because I Wake Up Every Morning And I'm Me.