June 16, 1971, Mama Gave Birth To

Make Me Wanna Kill Myself, But I See Death Around The Corner.

To Me, I Feel That My Game Is Strong. I Feel As Thought I'm A Shining Prince, Just Like Malcolm, And I Feel That All Of Us Are Shining Princes, And If We Live Like Princes, Then Whatever We Want Can Be Ours. Anything.

It's Hard To Care When No One Loves You.

It Seems Like Every Time You Come Up Something Happens To Bring You Back Down.

The Day You Chose To Leave Me It Rained Constantly In Truth I Swore The Rain To Be The Tears Of Cuspids Eyes.