Cry Later, But For Now, Let's Enjoy

There Ain't Nothin' Like A Black Woman.

I Stop And Stare At The Younger, My Heart Goes To 'em, They Stressed Out And Goin' Under.

I Feel Like Black Jesus Got His Hands On Me And Guides Me Through Life To Put Me Where I'm Supposed To Be.

God Will Judge My Heart, Man Will Judge My Actions.

How Many Pistols Smoking Coming From A Broken Family?