I'm On My Knees Begging, Please Come

Hoping They Bury Me With Ammunition, Weed, And Shells. Just In Case.

We Are Being Wiped Off The Face Of This Earth At An Extremely Alarming Rate And Even More Alarming Is The Fact That We Are Not Fighting Back

Everyday There's More Death, And Plus I'm Doughless. I'm Seeing More Reasons For Me To Proceed With Thieving.

If You're A Black Man, They Really Call You Out And Have You Deal With Them.

My Raps Are A Decision, Rabble Rousing, Spiritual, Like Gospel Music. I Don't Want To Dance. We Have So Many Things To Deal With, We Need To Talk Straight Up And Down.