I'm Constantly Thinking.

The Sky Is Falling, The Wind Is Calling Stand For Something, Or Die In The Morning

Poetic Justice, Poetic Justice.. If I Told You That A Flower Bloom In A Dark Room Would You Trust It. I Mean I Write Poems In These Songs.

You Really Can't Categorize My Music, It's Human Music.

My Grandma Always Said, "where There's A Will, There's A Way." I Think It's Just Naturally In Our Dna To Be Able To Survive. We Was Always Taught That: To Survive. When You Talking About Slavery, It's To Survive.

Tell Me How I Stay Positive When They Never See Good In Me