When I Lose Touch With

For Me, Before I Go On Stage, It All Depends. Might Be A Girl, Might Be An Edible, Might Be A Verse, Might Be Somebody Mixing Something In My Drink Without Me Knowing - Hopefully That Won't Happen Tonight.

My Father Being A Caribbean Minister, One Day I Stole The Radio. The Radio That I Stole, I Took It To School, Showing Off How Big This Boom Box Was And How Bad I Was At The Time. Once My Father Figured Out Where I Left The Radio, He Then Got His Belt And He Walked Me, He Beat Me All The Way To Where I Had Hid The Radio, And With The Boom Box.

You Get Quick Money, It's Beautiful, There's Sunshine, But At The End Of The Day, You Find Out It's All A Masquerade, Baby. It's Not What It Seems.

I'm Cheap, And I'm Proud Of It!

I Know That The Nice Shines I Have On Is Going To Pass. The Nice Cars Will Pass. All That Will Stay Is The Music And The Work. That's Where I Get The Inspiration To Help People Out And Work