Somebody Tell My Fam I Got A

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

It Don't Take A Lot To Make Me Happy. I'm Not Spoiled Like That.

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

Life Is Short If You Don't Notice It'll Pass You By, That's Why My Head Is In The Clouds Trying To Pass The Sky.

Feels Like A Midget Is Hanging From My Necklace