You Can Want Success All You Want,

I Grew Up In Marcy Projects In Brooklyn, And My Mom And Pop Had An Extensive Record Collection, So Michael Jackson And Stevie Wonder And All Of Those Sounds And Souls Of Motown Filled The House.

I Thought I Would Be More Inspired To Have All These New Feelings To Talk About, But I Really Just Want To Hang Out With My Daughter.

And Through Our Travels We Get Separated, Never Forget: In Order To Survive, Got To Learn To Live With Regrets.

I Wrote This [most Kings] Before Mj Died, And His Death Only Proves My Point: When He Was Alive, The King Of Pop, People Were Tireless In Taking Him Down, Accepting As Truth Every Accusation People Made Against Him, Assuming The Worst Until They Drove Him Away. When He Died, Suddenly He Was Beloved Again - People Realized That The Charges Against Him Might Really Have Been Bogus, And That The Skin Lightening Was Really Caused By A Disease, And That His Weirdness Was Part Of His Artistry. But When He Was Alive And On Top, They Couldn't Wait To Bring Him Down.

If Skills Sold Truth Be Told I'd Probably Be Lyrically Talib Kweli Truthfully I Want To Rhyme Like Common Sense (but I Did Five Mil) I Ain't Been Rhyming Like Common Since.