Dad said to me live fast die young...to hell cholesterol, i got my pills for that so i'll add double dose of butter. a toast to a nutter, that puts a block of butter on his toast, lemon and water for the younger. his pills drowned with wiskie that's how he operates how fortunate, i inhale my ventoline and then exhale my nicotine like father and daughter

I JUST WANT TO BE AN ENGINEER LIKE YOU. i wanna learn how to spell like you, i want your apartement, can we come to a settlement. i want your skills, share them through the wind mill; LATELY I SEE NONE, lately i drink and drive drunk, i listen to EPMD, wishing your were on top of me, only i can only ride through Place Clichy, hoping it'll be quick and easy.

I TURN SOUR IN AN HOUR COS THAT FLOUR LOST IT'S POWER. i think of you sweating, running in humidity, taking it easy and lighty, your humility is your drive, and your progress is my fix. I can see it happening for you babe, just run for it, dig those whole, paint those walls, drain the pipes, it's gonna be alright. To Elle with love

HELLO this is THE LITTLE RED BOOK, i draw it whilst i think of you, my girls, my lovers, my fun druggy nights, i listen to EPMD, and draw what you remind me. Some got injured in the way, it's ok, pain is good. Some souls are void other full. I can't write about your's i think your smart, but a dart pierced your heart, take it lightly babe, take those fags inhale ...exhale

THIS IS THE LITTLE RED BOOK

ALW IS BACK ON TRACK , or on semi track...after wild nights ...some wack, i've turned red, cos some fellows injure my mate.