Ain't Gone Change

I ain't forget the hunger pangs

Stomach growlin' like thunder and rain

Fame calmed the savage that I once became

My status wasn't established from trying to get a nameIt came from serving addicts lead and automatics bang

My physical form grew stronger in a Riker's Island cage

Only as to weaken so many of my people

Passed away like leaves in the windOr kids blowing ashes from trays

I possess the ghetto essence of that which I portray

I'm an emotional chameleon, see, how I adapt to pain

Before we enjoy the sun, we must first get past the rainA lyricist similar to Donnie Hathaway

Clearly superior to many, all I really lacked was fame

The true meaning that fact remains

My presence is felt like the knicks when Patrick reigned