You Know It's Real When You Are

Like A Sprained Ankle Boy I Aint Nothin To Play Wit

It Take A Certain Type Of Man To Teach, To Be Far From Hood But To Understand The Streets.

She Says I Know You Changed, I Never See You Cause You Always Busy Doing Thangs

This Is Nothin For The Radio... But They'll Still Play It Though

Don't Ask Permission, Just Ask Forgiveness.