If You Can Make It Through The

I'll Probably Be Punished For Hard Living.

Dying On The Inside, But Outside You're Looking Fearless

After A Long Day Of Trying, To Make My Songs Pay, Making Love All Day Against The Wall In The Hallway.

The Lesser The Friends, The Lesser The Chances Of Betrayal.

It's A Struggle For Every Young Black Man. You Know How It Is, Only God Can Judge Us.