Is It A Crime, To Fight, For

That Which Does Not Kill Me Can Only Make Me Stronger.

Never Surrender, It's All About The Faith That You Got.

It's A Struggle For Every Young Black Man. You Know How It Is, Only God Can Judge Us.

I Don't Have To Talk About Whether Or Not I Got Raped In Jail.

Bury Me Smilin' With G's In My Pocket, Have A Party At My Funeral Let Every Rapper Rock It Let The Hoes That I Used To Know, From Way Before Kiss Me From My Head To My Toe, Gimme A Paper And Pen So I Can Write About My Life Of Sin, Couple Bottles Of Gin, In Case I Don't Get In.