It's Hard To Care When No One

I Remember Crying All The Time. My Major Thing Growing Up Was I Couldn't Fit In. Because I Was From Everywhere, I Didn't Have No Buddies That I Grew Up With...every Time I Had To Go To A New Apartment, I Had To Reinvent Myself, Myself. People Think Just Because You Born In The Ghetto You Gonna Fit In. A Little Twist In Your Life And You Don't Fit In No Matter What. If They Push You Out Of The Hood And The White People's World, That's Criminal...hell, I Felt Like My Could Be Destroyed At Any Moment.

Gangsta Rap Is Dead. I've Moved On. And The Raps That I'm Rappin To My Community Shouldn't Be Filled With Rage? They Shouldn't Be Filled With Same Attrocities That They Gave Me? The Media They Don't Talk About It, So In My Raps I Have To Talk About It, And It Seems Foreign Because There's No One Else Talking About It.

If We're All Saying That Rap Is An Art Form Then We Gotta Be More Responsible For Our Lyrics. If You See Everybody Dying Because Of What You're Saying, It Don't Matter That You Didn't Make Them Die, It Just Matters That You Didn't Save Them.

Ain't A Woman Alive That Could Take My Mama's Place

I Don't Bang For The Color Or The Land. I Bang For The Principles And For The Honor. I'm Bangin' For The Westside- This Is In My Heart, This Is How I Feel.