Put Out Great Music, And That's That

I Am Racing To The Studio The Moment That God Affords Me The Opportunity To Hear Again.

32 Grams Raw, Chop It In Half, Get 16. Double It Times Three, We Got 48. Which Mean A Whole Lot Of Cream. Divide The Profit By Four. Subtract It By Eight. We Back To 16.

My Family Never Missed A Visit In Eight Months, Ever. I Cried Coming Out. I Didn't Cry Coming In. There's A Big Difference. I Believe That God Put Me There For A Reason, Incarceration Is Serious

I Came Out Even With All The Struggles I Endured On Rikers Island.

I'd Go Down In History For Being The Most Revealing Nun Ever!