If I Die Imma Do

I Could Teach You How To Speak My Language, Rosetta Stone.

Man All Of Your Flows Bore Me, Paint Drying.

Baby Girl You Need To Stop It, All That Pride And Self Esteem Got You Angry Bout This Girl I'm Wit In All Them Magazines.

You Put The Tea In The Kettle And Light It. Put Your Hand On The Metal And Feel It.. But Do You Even Feel It Anymore?

Better Late Than Never But Never Late Is Better. They Tell Me Time Is Money Well We'll Spend It Together.