Is It A Crime, To

It's Like If You Plant Something In The Concrete And If It Grow And The Rose Petal Got All Kinds Of Scratches And Marks, You Ain't Gonna Say, 'damn, Look At All The Scratches And Marks On The Rose That Grew From The Concrete.' You're Gonna Be Like, 'damn, A Rose Grew From The Concrete?'

No One Knows My Struggle, They Only See The Trouble. Not Knowing It's Hard To Carry On When, No One Loves You.

Evil's Lurking, I Can See Him Smirking.

Rollin Wit A Posse Full Of Paranoid Drugdealaz!

I'm Doing This For The Kid Who Truly Leads A 'thug Life' And Thinks It's Hopeless.