Only God can judge me.

Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed and hocus pocus, try to focus but I can't see.

If I upset you, don't stress. Never forget That God isn't finished with me yet. I feel His hand on my brain... When I write rhymes, I go blind and let the Lord do His thang.

Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up... Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up.

I was raised in the city, shitty Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in my household, And drinking liquor til' you out cold

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 not a gangsta rapper. I rap about things that happen to me. I got shot five times. People was trying to kill me.

Be grateful for blessings, Don't ever change, keep your essence. The power is in the people and politics we address.

I'm down for you, so ride with me. My enemies your enemies, Cause you ain't ever had a friend like me.