I Have No Fear, I Have Only

Ever Since I Was An Itty Bitty Kitty, Been Drinking Liquor Out Of Mama's Titty.

Money Made Me Evil, Court Cases Got Me Stressed Niggaz Aimin At My Head But I Still Wear My Vest.

Rollin Wit A Posse Full Of Paranoid Drugdealaz!

I Believe That Everything That You Do Bad Comes Back To You. So Everything That I Do That's Bad, I'm Going To Suffer From It. But In My Mind, I Believe What I'm Doing Is Right. So I Feel Like I'm Going To Heaven

We Look At Death From The Selfish Side, Like: "that Guy Died. Oh, It's So Sad." Why Is It Sad? He's Away From All Of This Bad Stuff That's Here On Earth. I Mean, At The Worst, He's Just Somewhere Quiet, No Nothing. At Best, He's An Angel... Or He's A Spirit Somewhere. What Is So Bad About That?