When I Die, So Does Hip Hop.

Throughout My Career, I Fed Off The Fuel Of People Not Being Able To Understand Me.

Sometimes I Even Cut Myself To See How Much It Bleeds It's Like Adrenaline, The Pain Is Such A Sudden Rush For Me.

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.

I've Got To Formulate A Plot Or End Up In Jail Or Shot, Success Is My Only Option, Failure's Not.

You Know, I Don't Know If You Know This About Me Or Not, But I'm Kind Of A Big Deal.