In The Quest To Be Clever, I

When You're Just Open But Not Honest, Then You Start Free-associating Garbage.

Everybody Is Just A Stranger, But That's The Danger In Going My Own Way.

God Only Knows How Much I'd Love You If You Let Me, But I Can't Break Through At All.

There's A Real Self-serving Element To Hip-hop That Threatens Its Life Span.

I Find Myself In Situations That I Know Would Be Unbelievable Pictures And I Have To Gauge, Is This Worth Taking The Camera Out? Am I Gonna Lose The Moment? Am I Gonna Get A Dirty Look From Sting?