[50 Cent Into] You know what allowed us to make a lot of money on the streets? When we was selling dope, the samples worked The small bag I'm not giving the audience enough time to get high off of something else Hip-hop consumers are fiends They will cop from anyone who has something good [Verse 1: Danny Jams] Confession I ain't grow up on poor sh** But if there was something I really wanted Your boy knew that he had to Porsche It Like 400 horses I made it through the bull like a Taurus When I lost in my own city like a tourist I still flourished, floral Relationships grew with my girl, plural Found who I am Danny Jams like Pearl You waisted your level like Urkel I raised mine up like a hurdle This straight out the journal I just read you my blues, thats purple You got your dreams handed to you and you pawned that sh** I'd act a frog and hop on that sh** I'd make the pond my b**h And live the rest of my life just pondering [Outro] Diaries of a psychic I can see the future 'cause I been there I need to get back Your presence is my past I'm way over all y'all sh** I'm so ahead of y'all, sh**