They Claim That I'm Violent Just Cuz

Take A Look At My Family, A Different Father Every Weekend.

Ain't A Woman Alive That Could Take My Mama's Place

We Wouldn't Ask Why A Rose That Grew From The Concrete For Having Damaged Petals, In Turn, We Would All Celebrate Its Tenacity, We Would All Love Its Will To Reach The Sun, Well, We Are The Roses, This Is The Concrete And These Are My Damaged Petals, Dont Ask Me Why, Thank God, And Ask Me How

I'm Not A Gangsta Rapper. I Rap About Things That Happen To Me. I Got Shot Five Times. People Was Trying To Kill Me.

Though Are Hands Are Chained Like They Are, They Haven't Taken Music From Us Yet. So That's How I'll Fight. People Tell Me Don't Quit Like Everyone Else. I Wont Have No Fear.