Real Eyes, Realize, Real Lies.

Follow The Rules Or Follow The Fools.

We Wouldn't Ask Why A Rose That Grew From The Concrete For Having Damaged Petals, In Turn, We Would All Celebrate Its Tenacity, We Would All Love Its Will To Reach The Sun, Well, We Are The Roses, This Is The Concrete And These Are My Damaged Petals, Dont Ask Me Why, Thank God, And Ask Me How

Time To Heal Our Women, Be Real To Our Women. And If We Don't, Then We'll Have A Race Of Babies, That Hate The Ladies That Make The Babies.

Driving By My Ambitions, Desire Higher Positions, To See Eternally And My Mission, To Be More Than Just A Rap Musician.

It's A Constant Man-ego-check Going On In The Streets, In This World.