You Beef Wit Me, I'm-a Even The

Somewhere Deep Down There's A Decent Man In Me, He Just Can't Be Found.

Now Who Is The King Of These Lewd, Ludicrous, Lucrative Lyrics; Who Could Inherit The Title, To Put The Youth In Hysterics; Using His Music As Spirit

I Like It When People Talk S**t. Because If People Weren't Talking S**t, There Would Be Nothing For Me To Come Back With. I Need That. If I Don't Have Any Ammo, What Am I Going To Say?

Music Is So Therapeutic For Me That If I Can't Get It Out, I Start Feeling Bad About Myself - A Lot Of Self-loathing.

I Am Who I Am And I Say What I Think. I'm Not Putting A Face On For The Record.