Many Dreams Is What We Had And

Reality Is Wrong. Dreams Are For Real.

Misplaced Hate Makes Disgrace The Races.

I'd Be In My Hotel Room, Smoking Too Much, Drinking, Going To Clubs, Just Being Numb. That Was Being In Jail To Me. I Wasn't Happy At All On The Streets. That Was The Addict Speaking.

I Feel Like Black Jesus Got His Hands On Me And Guides Me Through Life To Put Me Where I'm Supposed To Be.

Imperfection Is Inherited, Therefore We All Sin, But Fighting The War Of Sin Is The Greatest War Of All Because We All Die In The End No Matter How Hard We Fight.