I'm Not Saying I'm Gonna

How Many Pistols Smoking Coming From A Broken Family?

We Look At Death From The Selfish Side, Like: "that Guy Died. Oh, It's So Sad." Why Is It Sad? He's Away From All Of This Bad Stuff That's Here On Earth. I Mean, At The Worst, He's Just Somewhere Quiet, No Nothing. At Best, He's An Angel... Or He's A Spirit Somewhere. What Is So Bad About That?

It's Kinda Hard To Be Optimistic, When Your Homies Lying Dead On The Pavement Twisted.

Only God Can Judge Me.

Dear Mama, Don't Cry, Your Baby Boy's Doin' Good, Tell The Homies I'm In Heaven, And They Ain't Got Hoods. Seen A Show With Marvin Gaye Last Night, It Had Me Shook, Drippin' Peppermint Schnapps, With Jackie Wilson, And Sam Cooke.