I'm Good Where I Am At This

In Grammar School Some Of The Girls Had Problems With Me. My Face Was Too Light. My Hair Was Too Long. It Was The Black-consciousness Period, And I Felt Really Bad.

I Love To Sing, But It's Just Not Fun Anymore.

She's My Teacher, My Adviser, My Greatest Inspiration.

I've Got A Good Man. He Takes Care Of Me. I Don't Have To Be Scared Of Anything Because I Know He Will Kick Every Ass... Disrespect Him And You've Got A Problem.

I'm Older, I'm Matured... I'm Looking Forward To The Years To Come. Good Years.