In Each Mind Resides A

It's A Little Too Late. I'm A Little Too Gone. A Little Too Tired Of Just Hanging On.

My Music And My Fan Base Is Really Built Off Of My Lifestyle.

Went From Being Hated On, To Niggas Try To Go Down The Same Road I Made It On. Aint No Love Lost But Aint No Love Shown, So Now When Niggas Call I Just Don Not Pick Up The Phone.

It Hurts When It Don't Last, No Easy Way Saying Bye. So I'mma Spread My Wings And Head For The Sky.

It's Always Good To Be Recognized Being The Best New Cat And Then When I Hold Down My Position And Stay In The Game For A Minute, I Want To See What Kind Of (expletive) I'm Winning Then.