Of Course You Don't Want Your Kids

You Know, Not To Sound Corny Or Nuthin', But I Felt Like A Fighter Comin' Up, Man. I Felt Like, You Know, I'm Being Attacked For This Reason Or That Reason, And I Gotta Fight My Way Through This.

I'm Hatin' My Reflection, I Walk Around The House Tryin' To Fight Mirrors, I Can't Stand What I Look Like

When You're A Little Kid, You Don't See Color, And The Fact That My Friends Were Black Never Crossed My Mind. It Never Became An Issue Until I Was A Teenager And Started Trying To Rap.

Don't Let Them Say You Ain't Beautiful. They Can All Get Fu#ked Just Stay True To You.

I've Got To Formulate A Plot Or End Up In Jail Or Shot, Success Is My Only Option, Failure's Not.