I Aint Gotta Get A Plaque, I

Register My Money, For The Money Gymnastic. Cause I Make It Flip Now They Be Lookin All Nasty.

Slapped Her Then I Asked Her What's My Name. She Said N-i-c, The President Of The N-y-c.

& He Ill, He Real, He Might Gotta Deal He Pop Bottles & He Got The Right Kinda Bill

Versace Was And Still Is About The Sophisticated Woman Who Is Elegant, Not Afraid Of Her Own Sensuality, And Not Afraid To Dare Or Take Risks In Life.

Roman’s A Little Gay Boy Who Lives In Me. And Every Time I Talk He Sort Of Just Appears And I Tell Him, ‘roman, You Know, Stop It, You’ve Gone Mad, I Tell You, Mad.’ He’s An Outlet To Say What I Need To Say But Sometimes Don’t Want To.