Listen I hold onto my rosary We come and go like we leaves As it was written, shall it be done? I was born in the slums Light a candle, it's my birthday No velvet, just a dirt cake Cemetery was my play pen Come meet my imaginary friends My daddy, he Haitian like fathers So every time I write, I'm painting a picture Some family took a to Brooklyn But they never made it, I cried me a ocean I went from boys to men overnight So hard to say goodbye on a flight Two twins look like God's pillars First time seen the skyscraper Tall woman with a big torch, welcome to Liberty New York God city with the devil's alley Keep the crucifixion 'cause the demon on me Headed to projects, where we made it We don't gotta walk to the well, got a faucet, a toilet, a bed, and a sheet Crowd around a oven just for the heat Life could be bittersweet I'm with the symphony Best friend standing next to me With the angels Like he Michael Never knew he was mental to but wanted de Niro, yeah Things change, stay the same Stand still as the Earth spins Cold world, codeine Prom queen, prom fiend She leans, party girl Wake up in the underworld In the City of Angels Demons, lovers Killers, sinners, tell me who you are Uh, I been hold onto my rosary, I'm keeping it close to me Working my sorcery I need love like Courtney, most importantly Santa Maria got blood on my rosary But that's how it's supposed to be Culture I walk out of the delivery room with blood all over me I love you like Mother Theresa And every time I pray, I never forget her My daddy a heathen, he beat on my momma So every time I see her face, I kiss it They love you Cannot come between me and money, but commas I don't need the drama, you don't need violence Highway to heaven, I'm calling the driver I went from boys to man overnight Now ask all these boys who the prototype I light up some wedding cake, smoke a slice Got all this money, can't wed no wife Light a candle, it's my birthday No party, it's a workday Gotta work harder, that's a cliche And there's no tomorrow, said that yesterday And can be bittersweet No company for the misery I just light me a take me straight to Sicily Feeling free like a bird No words, Kenny G Never knew I was mental till I shot myself on acidentally But things change, stay the same Stand still as the Earth spins Cold world, ice cream Prom queen, prom fiend She leans, party girl Wake up in the underworld In the City of Angels Demons, lovers Beginners, finessers Tell me who you are