We Probably In Hell Already, Our Dumb

It Seems Like Every Time You Come Up Something Happens To Bring You Back Down.

God Damn! Drug Dealers Dealin' To The Kiddies, Livin' In The City Ain't No Pity On The Itty-bitty. We Try To Cry, But Still They All Die, I Try To Speak To The Youth, And The Truth Is: They All High.

I'm A Reflection Of The Community.

Whatever You See You Gotta Keep A Sense Of Humor; You Gotta Be Able To Smile Through All The Bullshit.

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