Little Cute Thing Said, What's Yo' Name?

I Made My First Song When I Was 9 Years Old. Just Beating On Garbage Cans, Having People Beat Box.

Keep On Complaining About Slavery And That Was Over 40 To 50 Years Ago. You Know, Black Folks Need To Move On.

I'm Battling With Myself And Every Day It's A War.

My Dad Was Dead, So These Streets Had To Raise Me.

I Always Look For Something That I Haven't Necessarily Done Yet Because I Like To Expand My Body Of Work.