My Family Tree Consists Of Drug Dealers,

You Never Know What's Going On In Somebody's Mind. There's A Lot Of Pressure On Someone Growing Up. You Have To Watch It.

There Should Be A Class On Drugs. There Should Be A Class On Sex Education-a Real Sex Education Class-not Just Pictures And Diaphragms And 'un-logical' Terms And Things Like That.....there Should Be A Class On Scams, There Should Be A Class On Religious Cults, There Should Be A Class On Police Brutality, There Should Be A Class On Apartheid, There Should Be A Class On Racism In America, There Should Be A Class On Why People Are Hungry, But There Are Not, There Are Classes On Gym, Physical Education, Let's Learn Volleyball.

We Look At Death From The Selfish Side, Like: "that Guy Died. Oh, It's So Sad." Why Is It Sad? He's Away From All Of This Bad Stuff That's Here On Earth. I Mean, At The Worst, He's Just Somewhere Quiet, No Nothing. At Best, He's An Angel... Or He's A Spirit Somewhere. What Is So Bad About That?

And Still, The Best Of Us Build, And Reach Monetary Gains. Some Of Us Kill, But Still, Most Of Us Can Change.

The Trick Is To Never Lose Hope!