A Poet's Mission Is To

Can I Hit It In The Morning With Out Giving You Have Of My Dough?

I'm A Hustler, Baby; I Sell Water To A Well!

I Grew Up In Marcy Projects In Brooklyn, And My Mom And Pop Had An Extensive Record Collection, So Michael Jackson And Stevie Wonder And All Of Those Sounds And Souls Of Motown Filled The House.

If I Was To Stop Making Music Tomorrow Doesn't Mean Suddenly There Is This Gap. You Don't Get Elected. The People Decide Where You Are. Whether I'm Here Or Not, If They Want You To Be At The Top Then The People Will Move Me Out The Way.

Without The Work, The Magic Won’t Come.