I Will Live By The Gun And

I Remember Marvin Gaye Used To Sing To Me, He Had Me Feelin' Like Black Was The Thing To Be.

They Have Money For War But Can't Feed The Poor.

My First Words Was Thug For Life And Papa Pass The Mack

Death Or Success Is What I Quest, Cause I'm Fearless.

We Look At Death From The Selfish Side, Like: "that Guy Died. Oh, It's So Sad." Why Is It Sad? He's Away From All Of This Bad Stuff That's Here On Earth. I Mean, At The Worst, He's Just Somewhere Quiet, No Nothing. At Best, He's An Angel... Or He's A Spirit Somewhere. What Is So Bad About That?