They Say Pu$$y And Paper Is Poetry

God Damn! Drug Dealers Dealin' To The Kiddies, Livin' In The City Ain't No Pity On The Itty-bitty. We Try To Cry, But Still They All Die, I Try To Speak To The Youth, And The Truth Is: They All High.

Did You Hear About The Rose That Grew From A Crack In The Concrete? Proving Nature's Laws Wrong, It Learned To Walk Without Having Feet. Funny, It Seems To By Keeping It's Dreams; It Learned To Breathe Fresh Air. Long Live The Rose That Grew From Concrete When No One Else Even Cared.

I'm On My Knees Begging, Please Come And Save Me.

And Every Breath I Breathe Untill The Moment I'm Deceased. Will Be Another Moment Ballin' As A 'g'.

I Believe In God. Whatever Supposed To Happen Supposed To Happen. But I Can Not Live In A Jail Cell. That's Why I Don't Rob People And Stick Up People.