How Can I Be A Man If

Gotta Get A Tight Grip, Don't Slip, Loose Lips, Sank Ships, It's A Trip, I Love The Way She Licks Her Lips.

And Thats The Way It Was And Thats The Way The Cookie Crumbles

It's Like If You Plant Something In The Concrete And If It Grow And The Rose Petal Got All Kinds Of Scratches And Marks, You Ain't Gonna Say, 'damn, Look At All The Scratches And Marks On The Rose That Grew From The Concrete.' You're Gonna Be Like, 'damn, A Rose Grew From The Concrete?'

Once People Take Time To Find Out Who I Really Am You'd Be Surprised

We All Gonna Die, We Bleed From Similar Veins.