Ain't Nothin' Wrong With The Aim, Just

New York Has A Thousand Universes In It That Don't Always Connect But We Do All Walk The Same Streets, Hear The Same Sirens, Ride The Same Subways, See The Same Headlines In The Post, Read The Same Writings On The Walls. That Shared Landscape Gets Inside Of All Of Us And, In Some Small Way, Unites Us, Makes Us Think We Know Each Other Even When We Don't.

Your Future Is Ahead Of You. Imagine The Notion Of The Past Fifteen Years Of Your Life Being A Blip In Your Story.

And Through Our Travels We Get Separated, Never Forget: In Order To Survive, Got To Learn To Live With Regrets.

Everything Evens Up, You Just Wait, Even A Garbage Can Gets A Steak, You Ain't Even A Garbage Can, You Have Faith!

Hip-hop Is A Perfect Mix Between Poetry And Boxing.