See I loved you like a sista/but you died to quick/And that's why we called U bitch, I betcha.

Caught HIV and now you 'bout to be deceased/and finally be in peace.

Dear Ms. Deloris Tucker, keep stressen me fuckin' with a muthafucken mind. I figured you wanted to know...why we call them hoes bitches -- and maybe this might…

But now things change/cuz you don't look the same/let the ghetto get the best of you/baby, that's a shame

We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of los…

From the retinue of Mynyddog they hastened forth; in a shining array they fed together round the wine-vessel. My heart has become full of grief for the feast o…

I cannot forgive my friends for dying; I do not find these vanishing acts of theirs at all amusing.