Reality Is Wrong. Dreams Are For Real.

All B.s. Aside, It All Comes Down To... We Got To Survive. I Mean, Even Warriors Put Their Spears Down On Sundays. We Got To Survive Here In This Country... 'cause I'm Not Going Back To Africa. We Got To Survive Here. And For Us To Survive Here-white Folks, Black Folks, Korean Folks, Mexican Folks, Puerto Ricans-we Got To Understand Each Other.

Hoping They Bury Me With Ammunition, Weed, And Shells. Just In Case.

I Worked Hard All My Life As Far As This Music Business. I Dreamed Of The Day When I Could Go To New York And Feel Comfortable And They Could Come Out Here And Be Comfortable.

I'm Not Perfect. But I'll Always Be Real

Gotta Get A Tight Grip, Don't Slip, Loose Lips, Sank Ships, It's A Trip, I Love The Way She Licks Her Lips.