I Love Pbs! I Grew Up On

I'm Over Dey Heads Like A Bulemic On A Seesaw

I Set It Off With My Own Rhyme / Cause I'm As Ill As A Convict Who Kills For Phone Time

I Talk About Life, And I Make Universal Music With An American Style - And That's What I Do.

You're Supposed To Be Who You Are. You're Supposed To Make Music That Is True To You.

All I Need Is One Mic One Beat, One Stage One Ni%$a Frontin' My Face On The Front Page Only If I Had One Gun, One Girl And One Crib One God To Show Me How To Do Things His Son Did.