Don't Cry Through Your Dispair.

Dear Mama, Yo Baby Boys Doing Fine Tell The Homies I'm In Heaven And They Aint Got Hoods.

Everything In Life Is Not All Beautiful, Not All Fun. There Is Lots Of Killing And Drugs.

Even The Genius Ask Questions.

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.

It’s Just Me Against The World.