What You Base Your Happiness Around? Material,

Hip-hop Ain't Died Because Of The South, That's Retarded. When I Named The Album Originally, I Thought I Bit Off More Than I Could Chew But You'd Be An Idiot To Think I'm Talking About How The South Killed Hip-hop Or How New York Isn't Where It Should Be Or Where It Once Was. It Was Like, "damn, I Need To Explain This?" But I Thought, "nah, The Proof Is Right There. We Should Know What It Is." I Expect The Hip-hop Audience To Be Avant Garde. I Want Them To Be Where I'm At Or Beyond Where I'm At.

Freedom Or Jail Clips Inserted, A Baby's Being Born/ Same Time A Man Is Murdered, The Beginning And End.

There Needs To Be Structures In Place To Do Something About Misrepresentation About Hip Hop. When Awards Are Given Out And The Media Talk About Hip Hop, They're Confused Because They Haven't Done Their Homework On It So You Have A Case Where There's An Award For The Most Pop Song In The World And It's Called 'hip Hop'.

The Chinamen Built The Railroad, The Indians Saved The Pilgrim, And In Return, The Pilgrim Killed 'em. They Call It It Thanksgiving, I Call Your Holiday 'hell-day.'

God Gushed Me Out His Nuts, The Devil Swallowed Me Up And I Burnt A Hole In His Guts