The Eyes Of Mortal Men, Threaten You

Strength Is Overcome By Weakness/joy Is Overcome By Pain/the Night Is Overcome By Brightness/and Love-it Remains The Same.

Evil's Lurking, I Can See Him Smirking.

I See Myself As Real. Like I Mean If I Was The President I Would Have A Responsibility, Because People Put Me There. Nobody Put Me Here. They Just Buy My Records. They Wouldn't Buy My Records If My Records Wasn't Good. I'm Being Who I Am In The Record.

Dear Mama, Yo Baby Boys Doing Fine Tell The Homies I'm In Heaven And They Aint Got Hoods.

They Say Pu$$y And Paper Is Poetry Power And Pistols.