With So Much Drama In The L-b-c,

People Get Killed Every Ten Or 20 Minutes. When We Die, We Are Just Another Statistic.

Bikinis, Zucchinis, Martinis No Weenies.

My Mama Couldn't Give Me What I Wanted. I Had All Right Clothes, But The People I Was With Had Better Clothes. I Felt That I Had To Have Better Clothes.

When You're Dead, You Don't Breathe, You Don't See, You Don't Feel, You Don't Love.

A Song Ain't Why People Kill Cops.