Behind Every Sucessful Person Lies A Pack

You Can Make Something Of Your Life, It Just Depends On Your Drive.

And All Those Who Look Down On Me I'm Tearing Down Your Balcony.

My Songs Can Make You Cry, Take You By Surprise At The Same Time, Can Make You Dry Your Eyes With The Same Rhyme

You Can Try And Read My Lyrics Off Of This Paper Before I Lay 'em But You Won't Take The Sting Out These Words Before I Say 'em

I Am Whatever You Say I Am; If I Wasn't, Then Why Would You Say I Am.