Money Is What Makes A Man Act

To The People I Forgot, You Weren't On My Mind For Some Reason And You Probably Don't Deserve Any Thanks Anyway.

I Can Never Turn My Back On A City That Made Me.

My Earliest Memory Was Raping The Babysitter When I Was 5...she Was 15.

His Palms Are Sweaty, Knees Weak, Arms Are Heavy There's Vomit On His Sweater Already, Mom's Spaghetti He's Nervous, But On The Surface He Looks Calm And Ready To Drop Bombs, But He Keeps On Forgettin' What He Wrote Down, The Whole Crowd Goes So Loud He Opens His Mouth, But The Words Won't Come Out He's Chokin', How, Everybody's Jokin' Now The Clocks Run Out, Times Up, Over, Blaow!

I Have A Hard Time Memorizing Stuff. I'm Always In The Process Of Writing A New Song, So Trying To Learn A New One Takes A Minute.