My Songs Can Make You Cry, Take

Yeah, I Did See Where The People Dissing Me Were Coming From. But, It's Like, Anything That Happened In The Past Between Black And White, I Can't Really Speak On It, Because I Wasn't There. I Don't Feel Like Me Being Born The Color I Am Makes Me Any Less Of A Person.

My Thing Is This; If I'm Sick Enough To Think It, Then I'm Sick Enough To Say It.

Well, I'm Working All The Time To Stay Out Of Trouble!

My Pen And Paper Causes A Chain Reaction, To Get Your Brain Relaxing.

My Rhyming Skills Got You Climbing Hills, I'll Travel Through Your Mind Into Your Spine Like Siren Drills.