It Seems That Every Time I Stick

If I Made A List Of The People I Admire, Mom Would Probably Fill Up Half Of It. She Could Do Anything And Everything.

I Think I've Found Out Who I Am And What We've Been Looking For. We Don't Have To Search For My Identity Anymore. This Is It-we're Doing It!

I Could Spit Dust I'm So Mad. He Wants To Put Violins On My New Session. I'll Die Before I'll Go All The Way Pop.

I've Become A Captive Of My Own Ambitions.

I'd Like To Do My First Record I Ever Made, A Church, A Courtroom, And Then Goodbye.