Your Future Is Ahead Of You. Imagine

You Know The Type: Loud As A Motorbike But Wouldn't Bust A Grape In A Fruit Fight.

Got Some, Dirt On My Shoulder, Could You Brush It Off For Me?

Everybody Can Tell You How To Do It But They Never Done It

You Put The Right Artist On The Right Track In The Studio And Leave The Door Open To Let God In.

It Was A Weird Mix Of Emotions. One Day, Your Best Friend Could Be Killed. The Day Before, You Could Be Celebrating Him Getting A Brand-new Bike.