And half the time we be acting up call tha cops/Bringing the cease to tha peace that was on my block/It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change/I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be tha same/Until the end of time

And coming new, he'd do tha same thang if he could/Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good

Besides rapping the only thing I did good was scrapping

It's a small thang through and true/What could I do? Real homies help ya get through,

Either we stay at home and become pillars of the community or we go out and tour. We couldn't really find any communities that still needed pillars.

Oh, when I was in love with you Then I was clean and brave, And miles around the wonder grew How well did I behave. And now the fancy passes by And nothing wil…

That's one of those questions, whether human beings are really capable of change, or if all seeming changes are really a matter of framing the existing charact…