I Might Talk About Killing People, But

Hip-hop Is Ever Changing But You'll Always Have The Pack. And You'll Always Have Those People Who Are Separated From The Pack.

I Don't Think I Ever Thought Of Myself As Superman. But There Were People Who Thought Of Me That Way, And Maybe I Believed Them A Little.

Follow Me And Do Exactly What The Song Says Smoke Weed, Take Pills, Drop Outta School, Kill People And Drink And Jump Behind The Wheel Like It Was Still Legal.

His Palms Are Sweaty, Knees Weak, Arms Are Heavy There's Vomit On His Sweater Already, Mom's Spaghetti He's Nervous, But On The Surface He Looks Calm And Ready To Drop Bombs, But He Keeps On Forgettin' What He Wrote Down, The Whole Crowd Goes So Loud He Opens His Mouth, But The Words Won't Come Out He's Chokin', How, Everybody's Jokin' Now The Clocks Run Out, Times Up, Over, Blaow!

The Album Requires A Certain Focus Of Mine That I Can't Really Explain - Let's Just Say It's All I Can Really Do While I'm Doing It.