When My Mama Asks Me Will I

The Thing That Bothers Me Is That It Seems Like All The Sensitive Stuff I Write Just Goes Unnoticed . . . The Media Doesn't Get Who I Am At All. Or Maybe They Just Can't Accept It. It Doesn't Fit Into Those Negative Stories They Like To Write. I'm The Kind Of Guy Who Is Moved By A Song Like Don Mclean's "vincent," That One About Van Gogh. The Lyric On That Song Is So Touching. That's How I Want To Make My Songs Feel. Take "dear Mama" - I Aimed That One Straight For My Homies' Heartstrings.

I'm A Sucker For Love

I Don't Want To Be A Role Model. I Just Want To Be Someone Who Says, This Is Who I Am, This Is What I Do, I Say What's On My Mind.

I Heard A Rumor I Died, Murdered In Cold Blood Dramatized, Pictures Of Me In My Final State, You Know Mama Cried, But That Was Fiction, Some Coward Got The Story Twisted, Like I No Longer Existed, Mysteriously Missin', I'm Known Worldwide Baby, I Ain't Hard To Find.

My Mama Always Used To Tell Me: 'if You Can't Find Somethin' To Live For, You Best Find Somethin' To Die For.'